October 2011
41 posts
As always, more pictures can be found here →
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Pictures may have bumped off my text post....
So it can be found here.
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Days 39&40&41&42: Marrakech / Essaouira
The most difficult question on every college application and in every interview is “Tell me about yourself,” because it’s the most complex and the most revealing. Everything about the answer – the approach, the content, the length, the depth – are relevant to its meaning. Since arriving in Morocco 43 days ago I have struggled with communicating my identity. The problems range from purely...
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Day 35: Lists
Like List: the tram; Moroccan pool halls; Arabic & Darija classes (truth); colored pens
Love List: the ocean; my host family; the Qualam center garden; couscous; Moroccan ice cream; Hilton Park; ONCF; weekend adventures; moments of miscommunication
Hit List: mosquitos; Tomy (“spitty”) the Cat; cat-callers; job applications
I Really Miss: ZA; driving; neon; my nikes; snow;...
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Days 32&33: Jebel Toubkal (جبل توبقال)
“…adventures in hell - in a good way.” - written on the wall of the Toubkal Refuge.
(This post is MUCH longer than intended. Long story short, I climbed a very tall mountain with some pretty cool people and am now unable to walk. For more details, read on.)
DAY ONE
The adventure started with the 5am call to prayer echoing across the water of the Bou Regreg, rousing me out of...
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RIP Steve Jobs, you did what you loved →
Cancer sucks.
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New pictures up on Picasa, posts to follow →
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Days 19&20: Moroccan Friends (p2)
Like most of my posts, this one is a week late in coming. This can be attributed to any one of a few factors: business, laziness or an honest need for a week of reflection time before I feel like I can adequately address whatever it is is on my mind. This post is a follow-up to my previous post about Moroccan friends, and takes place in yet another city. [pictures to be added later, iPhoto is...
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Classmate blog: Asad →
Asad is from Connecticut and likes to think a lot, and then talk about what he is thinking about. One of our first conversations was about the meaning of religion, and since then we have adopted the habit of walking around in circles between classes while talking in circles about various subjects.