One of the early things I saw as we drove into Rabat was a large black opera house surrounded by several bright yellow cranes. The cranes reminded me of Duke, and this early connection to Duke’s constant construction hinted at the differences I would notice between Fez and my new city. I quickly learned that […]
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The parlor was set for five with a large silver teapot resting stately on a lacy doily next to five crystal cups and a display of sweet and savory crackers. The late day sun was shining through the open windows above the banquette upholstered in blue, entering freely past the curtains tied to the windowsills. […] Our first three weeks in Fez have come to a close and our group has moved on to Rabat. These two cities, separated by 200 kilometers, showcase very different aspects of Morocco. Fez is the historical and religious capital, while Rabat is the political capital. One of the first things I noticed about Rabat, aside […] This past Thursday, I packed all my things, said my goodbyes to my wonderful host-family in Fes, and moved into my new home-stay Rabat, where I’ll live for the remainder of my time in Morocco. My eyes nearly bugged out of my head when we passed by not one, but two McDonald’s on our drive […] On my second night in Fez, I found myself observing the patterns of physical contact between Fassis. My host family was taking me to a concert in the Medina, and, as we left the house, my host cousin Marwa had taken my hand and not let go as we walked through the streets. Another female […] With this blogpost, our time in Fez comes to an end. Morocco is simultaneously the best and the worst place to face one’s anxiety. The ubiquitous attitude of “mish mushkila” (no problem) and “Insha’allah” (God-willing) create an atmosphere where there are no worries and no rush to complete tasks. For someone whose anxiety […] When God closes a door, he opens a window. In this expression, doors and windows both represent opportunities because they both open up a different experience in life. The Old Medina (City) of Fes – Fes el Bali – has very few windows, but it has many different doors, gates, and arches that each open […] While the country of Morocco has only existed independently since 1956, Moroccan traditions go back a long way. From handmade crafts to outdated modes of transportation to ancient ruins, Morocco certainly doesn’t lack traditional practices and commodities, even though the country is modernizing rapidly (along with the rest of the world). It is an odd […] Home is about familiarity. In the United States, I find “home” in simple things, like knowing where to find the cups or the trash can. When I’m at home, I can be independent, because I know what to expect and how to handle it. With so many controlled variables, it feels easier to address the […] MOROCCO IN PICTURES In my first post, I slightly talked about how beautiful and clean the streets of Fez, the city I’m currently living in, are. Well, I have since travelled to (or through) different cities in Morocco and couldn’t have enough of the beauty of this country. I observed that cities in Morocco […] The blazing sun finally sets across from the tight-knit houses and age-old storefronts, behind the distant mountains only recognizable by the hazy shadow that sits vigilantly perched upon the endless violet horizon. The air is liberated from its diurnal fever and the sweat that had formed on the backs of men leading donkey-pulled carts through […] Woven within the intricate yet durable fabrics of Moroccan society, there lies an element that’s both immediately striking and stimulating. You see it in the hustling of vendors of all sorts within the souks, in the over-100° F heat of the Sahara Desert, in the streets littered among the unknown assortment of objects. Moroccan people […] |
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