A Canadian in Fez: (a Haiku by Stacey Waterman) does not last long. they melt like a snowman on a hot Calgary day. Ah, I would leave it like that but i promised people details. In the past couple days, I finally wrenched myself free of Essaouira. twas sad, but twas time. Essentially woke up right when the bus was about to pull out of Casablanca station. Divine intervention, let me tell you, as the theme of the past couple of days has been "exhaustion" and i woke up at 545am. Realized that I had, in fact, gotten sloppy lazing around [View Full Entry]

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Hi, Nun bin ich schon seit fast 4 Wochen hier in Casablanca und habe mich schneller als anfangs geglaubt, an das marokkanische Alltagsleben in dieser teils extrem chaotischen, aber interessanten Stadt gewöhnt. Relativ schnell hört man auf sich über diverse marokkanische oder afrikanische Eigenheiten zu wundern und sieht es als normal an tagtäglich am Weg zum Büro 8-spurige Boulevards ohne Ampeln im Eiltempo zwischen fließendem Verkehr zu überqueren, immer im Versuch sowohl den irren Taxifahrern als auch den Esel-Karren auszuweichen - ganz zu schweigen von den Mopedfahrern, für die hier offenbar überhaupt keine Straßenregeln existieren. Fußgänger müssen nur aufpassen, dass sie [View Full Entry]

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Hello! I hope you are enjoying the summer back home. I have to say that even though it's supposed to be dry heat here, it still feels very humid. I can tell we are in the desert because soaking wet clothes dry within an hour! Kelly and I spent our last night hanging out with some British tourists and some locals. We had some really good talks about the differences in our cultures. They said it can be very difficult for them to travel because they are Muslim and everyone assumes that they are terrorists. We also talked a lot about [View Full Entry]

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Day 22 Sorry to skip ahead, but we finished our day here in Fes and I couldn't wait to let it all stream out of my head...the wedding will have to wait! It's hard to know where to start. This city is unreal. It is the oldest city in Morocco, and the dirt and dust and a bit of the magic of hundreds of years has settled upon it. The streets are deep and dark and cool, with walkways anywhere from two feet to maybe five feet across. In the old city, where we are, cars can't get by. Donkeys drag [View Full Entry]

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Notre labeur au chantier, les photos parlent d'elles-mêmes [View Full Entry]

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I apologize for the lack of detail in my blogs. I'm enjoying a quiet moment of solitude- the only one that I feel like I've had in a couple of days- at 3:15am Moroccan time. I'm exhausted, another day of surfing, racing Spiegel the hostel dog in the sand, walking the Medina, and then taking care of business at the hostel. I've got No Name the kitten we rescued from the street sitting on my lap, playing with the glasses hung off my shit, and purring in a volume shocking from such a teeny thing. I'm so tired! I'm moving on [View Full Entry]

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Well. we left the beautiful town of Azrou. and are now in the big city of Fez. We decided to do the one hour trip in what is known as a Grand Taxi -- French for Big Taxi. It was neither big nor grand. It cost us only a few bucks apiece and was an old Benz sedan. There are two front seats and three in the rear. We arrived to find two women in the back, so Cosmina joined them, and I took the passenger seat ... OK, ready to go. Not quite. They added another woman in the [View Full Entry]

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Nous voici à Rabat. Notre chantier a commencé, depuis 4 jours maintenant. Les journées sont longues : levé 7h30 et couché vers minuit. Notre travail consiste à remettre en état les salles de classes qui sont pour la plupart sales et abîmées, alors : nettoyage, ponçage, peinture... Aujourd'hui dimanche : repos, nous étions à la plage où il y avait un monde fou. Notre groupe est composé d'environ 20 personnes (ça change souvent...le Maroc quoi, on est jamais sur de rien !)l'ambiance est sympa animée surtout par les Marocains, les étrangers ne sont que des étrangères : il y a 3 [View Full Entry]

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I'm still in Essaouira-- when was the last time I posted? yesterday? The days run into each other here- and I live sans watch, calendar, and sense of direction, so it's a bizarrely euphoric feeling of disorientation. I'm now pseudo-working at the hostel I'm staying at- staying for free in exchange for entertaining the owners and doing the odd clean-up (which, as my friends all know, is practically the reason I get invited to parties nowadays...) I am, however, exhausted, as I went SURFING yesterday and it. was. amazing. I actually got up quite a few times and rocked the waves. [View Full Entry]

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Its been five days since weve been able to write due to the obvious lack of internet connection in the Sahara. The town in the mountains where weve been hiding (I mean relaxing) is not much more technologically advanced so after a couple of attempts we are finally posting this blog. We were unable to post pics due to the painfully slow connection at the internet cafe. Stay tuned for these pics in a couple of days. Last Monday we finished our time in Marrakech by wandering the medina and Mohammed V Ave. At night we had dinner in the [View Full Entry]

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