I was fairly incredulous of Morocco, even as others raved. A standout amongst my closest companions honeymooned here and began to look all starry eyed at clamoring Marrakech, Essaouira's boho shoreline vibes, and the beautiful sights of the High Atlas Mountains. The nation bested my better half's movement list of things to get and still, I opposed, supporting excursions to France, Japan, or Peru. At that point I came to Morocco for a wedding.