Blogs from Fès-Boulemane, Morocco, Africa - page 31

Life is good here in Fez, school is going well, though the task of actually learning Arabic is a daunting one to say the least. EVERYTHING is different in this language: the sounds are strange, the script is strang, and tiny little changs in pronounciation make drastic differences in the meaning of the word. We still haven't gone through the whole alphabet yet, but we've started with some vocabulary. My class is nice, there's an Englishman and an American girl my age, an elderly Swedish woman and An American man who came with his family. I have two teachers, Zaim and Si Mohammed, who alternate two hour sessions. Classss are from 9 am to 1 pm though I think that's going to change after Ramadaan. I moved in with Driss Zocar and his wife Ameena on ... read more

Left-over cheese and biscuits came in handy on the ferry from Algeciras to Ceuta. We were expected to buy lunch, but I didn’t want to go down into the hole on that little bucketing ferry. I preferred the blasting wind on top, and picked my way through most of the cheese and half of the plain cookies. Later when I went down to avoid missing an opportunity, I was glad to only have twenty minutes remaining. It was hot, stuffy and close. Being a Spanish tour, of course our meals were on the Spanish schedule. By eight o’clock in Fes , I was truly hungry, in spite of the plain cookies along the way. Since the government had taken over all the 5-star hotels in Fes for a medical conference, we were in an alternate 4-star ... read more