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One day, in the middle of summer, I went to the souk with my mom and a Moroccan friend. We walked about twenty minutes from our house to the nearest vegetable souk with our small cart. It was a busy … Continued

It was a warm fall day, and we had decided to take a trip to Chefchaouen; a small city in the mountains known for the blue houses and buildings within it’s medina walls. We took a blue taxi, paying for … Continued

“Medina” is the arabic word for city and often refers to the old walled part of the city. It is usually a maze of streets that run in all directions and the streets can be large enough for a car … Continued

We were wandering around the streets, enjoying our time. It was a beautiful day and it was a peaceful walk as the birds chirped and cats lay sprawled out in the sunlight. The cobblestone streets shined in the sun as … Continued

I was in the car, watching out the window as we drove down the mountain. It was spring and the green fields and hills were lit up with the golden sun. The road curved with the hills and after every … Continued

A couple years ago we were invited to a wedding in Tangier. We didn’t actually know the bride or the groom, but we were invited by the bride’s niece. The wedding celebration lasted three days, and we stayed with their … Continued

One day in spring, I went with my parents and a group from a charitable association to celebrate the opening of a well in a remote village. We rode in a van with the group and enjoyed the trip as everyone … Continued