When I arrived in Casablanca last August I know you knew that you weren’t exactly my first choice. My passport had a Turkish student visa and the dates on my study abroad documents showed that it had only been about a week since they were approved. Regardless, you welcomed me with open arms after the… Continue reading Dear Morocco
1. You cringe when you see tourist pay for black henna and “cactus silk” rugs. 2. You’ve learned to haggle and medinas are no longer terrifying mazes. 3. You can find a hostel inside a medina…and find your way out the next day. 4. You can call out the taxi driver for trying to rip you off.… Continue reading You Know You Adapted to Morocco When…
This afternoon I discovered that Catholic influenced Zacatecan manners and Islamic influenced Moroccan manners do not get along. How did I learn this? Because I apparently offended a fruit vendor yesterday and I didn’t realize it until today. So how exactly did this offense happen? Yesterday some classmates decided to go eat lunch at Ifrane’s… Continue reading How I Accidentally Offended A Fruit Vendor
When you live in rural Kansas, just going to the nearest city is a journey. As a result, traveling to a country across the Atlantic Ocean is like going to the moon. And because it takes forever to get anywhere, making it to Morocco was one heck of a journey. 2 1/2 days to be… Continue reading One Long Journey to Ifrane, Morocco
