Ibn Ibn Battuta

Nor Common Sense, Nor Crowd Control Shall Stay Them

My full-speed-ahead east coast tour last week left me wholly drained, but was well worth the effort. After eight months here in Morocco, it was a treat to spend a week with family and friends.

Only two factors made my brief reintegration to American life difficult. The first was light switches being just inside, not outside, of each room. All week long I consistently found myself walking into dark rooms after having just turned on the light in the hallway behind me. The second, less mundane factor was English – specifically, the fact that everyone was speaking it. Here in Morocco, I have become very accustomed to hearing

Home Awaits, But Only Briefly

Eight eventful months have passed since Jacqueline and I arrived in Morocco, excited – but nervous – about the prospect of settling here for a long haul. It’s strange to realize that we have just passed the half-way mark.

In our own way, we have each wrestled with a number of frustrations since our arrival – everything from petty street harassment to homesickness to the big questions about our paths in life.

By and large, however, the positives have outweighed the struggles. With new friends or just the two of us, exploring cities, towns, beaches, and mountains