The “Development” Factor (1)
The magic of Morocco I remember my last week in Belgium, just a couple of years ago, I was sitting on a taxi, crossing through one the unmistakable traffic jams of the European capital lost on my thoughts when the Taxi driver suddenly broke the silence by asking me if I was living in Belgium or just visiting. I just answered him I was living there but not for long, not interested on telling the whole story about the reason why I was leaving. Then, I was just shocked by his next words: “I’m happy you are not staying here for long, in Europe there is no future” . I just started wondering why this man, someone that had apparently been hosted in Europe and managed to have a decent way of earning his life, was so negative.