Six years ago I traveled to Morrocco and to this day whenever I smell cumin I remember this place. It is the smell of the country that sells many spices in the streets, a place with an aromatic cuisine and a culture completely different from mine. It was when I learned to eat bread with cumin (and others seasoning) as entry, which became an often habit with good memories.
Traveling by car in Morocco we found a serpent enchanter waiting for tourists in front of the Aït Benhaddhou Kasbah. It was a show with snakes and scorpions that let us afraid.