Monthly Archives: September 2010

Moroccan Meals

After having a few experiences with Moroccan restaurants, I can now safely make the generalization that the service there (for tourists, anyway) is incredibly slow. It doesn’t matter how many other customers are in the restaurant. It could just be … Continue reading

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September 11

It was the day. The day that has inscribed fear into the hearts of every American individual. The day that Americans will never forget. The day was September 11th. This was not just another ordinary day in the United States. … Continue reading

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Taken for a Ride

Taxis are everywhere in urban Morocco. As a student and a traveler, they are the preferred method of transportation – they are easy, ubiquitous, and timesaving. In the packed streets of Casablanca, Fes, or Marrakech, the taxi is the most … Continue reading

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I Can Sea

Living aboard a great vessel is no easy adjustment for natives of solid land. Unsteady footsteps on stairwells, belongings sliding around the room and an unnerving queasiness are only some of the effects of life on the ship. Not to … Continue reading

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A Day in Marrakech

The second I stepped out of the bus onto Jemaa el Fna Square in Marrakech, Morocco, I was greeted with dry heat and a mix of smells, urine being the dominant one.  Mopeds and horse drawn carriages passed through the … Continue reading

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What Will the Berbers Think?

Yellah, Yellah!” Mohammed, our tour guide, repeats from hundreds of yards away. I feel as though I can no longer keep hiking. Yet, out of the corner of my eye, I see my sneakers, now plastered with a brownish tint … Continue reading

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Bonding at the Bullfight

The most exciting part about traveling in a foreign country is the culture. Spain was no exception. As somebody who speaks very little Spanish, it was hard for me to get immersed in the culture and to interact with people … Continue reading

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