First attempt at flash fiction based on the Women's Web contest

Blue winding Moroccan alleys, flower blossoms scattered across a field, fragrant souqs.. So many images filled her heart as she kept looking at the aeroplane vanishing into a fine grain on that orange canvas. 

It had been a decade since she had travelled to all the romantic places she had dreamed of.
Drained by the full time juggling between her job and motherhood, she decided, travel is the balm for her tired soul.

Refreshed by the thought, she slurped the last drop of coffee, and started getting her passport and camera ready for her first ever solo trip.