For a while now, my shoes have been broken. Specifically, half of the soul of my left shoe is detached from the rest of the shoe. More than once, I almost face-planted in the street because the soul get’s caught on something, and Hannah started to call my shoes “Will’s flappers,” for the sound they […]
“Hikayat” in Essaouira
For the weekend, we all loaded into a bus again for another adventure – this time, to the beautiful coastal town of Essaouira, only about a 2 or 3 hour bus ride from Marrakech. Along the way, we caught a glimpse of some goats in trees, which looks exactly as ridiculous as it sounds. I […]
8 February: Majorelle Blues
The group spent this weekend in Essaouira, a small and surprisingly gorgeous seaside city. I didn’t realize how much I missed seeing buildings in colors other than Marrakech’s mandatory spectrum of dusty rose to warm red-brown. Essaouira’s whitewashed medina was accented with variations of the indescribable blue (“Majorelle blue”) with which I’m becoming obsessed. 12 […]
From Carly Houk — A Moroccan Song
“A Moroccan Song” The beat from my headphones combines with the muffled whispers of young men as I pass by. Mews of small animals float into the air, and pattering footsteps commingle with the hum of a motorcycle engine. This city is full of strange sounds — sounds that transcend the constraints of verbal communication […]
This is Fez
For the first few days here, most of us only went two places; our homes, and the Institute for Language and Culture (INLAC). INLAC is inside the old medina, and is the school where we’ll be taking our classes for the next two months. My host-mother just calls it “al-madrasa,” and that’s where I tell […]