I have heat exhaustion. Who could have guessed that the Haiku would predict so well? I am melting. I am an idiot who runs around hundreds of the 9500 little streets in the chaos that is the Fassi medina, and fails to buy water because I am basically a cheap traveling hobo. Two days ago, I arrived in Fes and quickly ran into some guy who showed me to my current abode- the house of this very cute Berber woman who can speak about 3 words of english and 4 of french. However, this guy then decides that he and I [View Full Entry]

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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 o [View Full Entry]

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Essaouira... The Wind City. Home to Kite Boarding, Blue and White houses and fishy smells. We camped up here for a few days, just to chillax after the chaos of Marrakech. On our arrival at the bus station we were set upon by hustlers of all shapes and sizes, with little energy to resist we were dragged from Hostel to hotel to Riad with little success. Eventually we came to Riad El Mess, it was a heaven and after some of the flea-pits we had seen - before you could say 'hello, yes please, come see my shop, just for looking' [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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