Morocco isn’t the first place that pops into mind when the idea of a Christmas destination comes up. When we moved here, I really mourned the loss of the holiday as it held strong memories and sentiments. Growing up it was a religious holiday in our home, but as I got older became more secular. …
Expat life
Living in Morocco has opened me up to a new level of judgement and assumption based comments. It’s very common to have people I know (and in some cases barely know) share their own thoughts on the country I call home. Sadly, most of the time those comments are based on nothing more than assumptions. …
I was thinking a few weeks ago that I hadn’t done an update post on living in Morocco so when I sat down to count and it came out to 40 months since we moved here I was a little knocked off my feet. 40 months? Really? It seems like we just got here! I think …
“When she was a child,my love carried a road map in her handthe way other girls carried handkerchiefs.” Dear Wanderess, Yes, you, the one with the itch in your feet and the thumping in your heart. The one who dreams of faraway places and remote lands. Who never felt at peace where you were. You, …
Somehow almost two years have slipped by and I haven’t written a personal post about our life here. In the beginning I tried to add a post every month or every milestone but then I guess I forgot? I created a page some time ago that groups together all of my posts about moving and …
I am sitting on my open rooftop, soaking in the sun for the first time in months. I can barely remember the changing of the seasons last year – one thing ran into the next and time whizzed by. But not this year. Just four or five days ago the days suddenly turned warm. When …