Riad Albahaca
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STUDENTS FULL OF QUESTIONS
... Their proud and handsome bellies filled maroon or navy sweaters. I'd be working with these two.
Before work, the teachers suggested I join them in the local mens' custom of going to a cafe. Drinking avocado juice, I observed that my schools' teachers were great conversationalists. Mustafa asked me: What did you think of Morocco before coming here? Speaking of literature, he told me Mary Shelley's "Frankenstein" was a wonderful ...
FREE LIKE AN EAGLE? NOT QUITE
... my friend, via e-mail, that I'd mentioned her in my poem, she seemed impressed that I wrote poetry.
"Wow! You're free like an eagle," she said.
And maybe she was right. I traveled to wherever I wanted to on my map, lived in my tent, and spent only $5 a day.
But, when I found out I'd need to return to the north to acquire my Mauritanian visa in the Moroccan capital, it was as if someone had shoved a stick in ...
Mehdiya
... non plus. Les chiens nous tenaient tête. C'est impressionnant de voir ces animaux retrouver leurs instincts sauvages.
Nous rejoignons Casablanca après avoir profité de la plage. Nous allons visiter Abdellah, un ami d 'H. Bascou. Nous avons un colis pour lui. Il nous accueille gentiment dans son appartement à Bouskoura près de Casa. Nous dînons autour d'une pizza pour les uns, pâtes pour d'autres et Tajine poulet-olives pour moi !
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On to Morocco
... from a map we were given, south of Tangier at Asilah. The first leg of the one hour drive was up and over some spectacular hills with panoramic views out over the Straits of Gibraltar. If we knew the country better we would have stopped and camped at one of the viewpoints, but we are still not familiar enough with Morocco to chance that yet.
The second leg of the drive was on a huge sweeping motorway with almost no traffic, bypassing Tangier and everything else until we ...
1100 Getting My Mojo Back (Mor 342)
... Bouknadel consists of a handful of government buildings along the main drag, a rarely used train station an industrial zone belching out fumes, and a row of residential blocks up on a ridge across the train tracks. I cross the tracks up a dirt trail heading up to what clearly looks like a half built working class—borderline slum neighbourhood that’s bustling with life. Live chicken vendors… kids heading to school… ...
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