As I step off the plane in Tangier, Morocco, I am struck by the warmth of the sun beaming down on my face and neck, which is something foreign to…
Moorish Tides
Each of Us Has a Story Burning Within Us, But Who Will Listen
Steven was middle-aged, bright-eyed, wore tennis shoes tied with double-knots, blue jeans with rips in the knees, a red and black jacket that was too thin to break the wind,…
Uncharted Territories
At the crossroads of comfort and adventure, where the boundaries of familiarity and the unknown converge, I found myself faced with a life-altering decision. I could fly across the world…
Call to Prayer
You can feel it in the air, in the way the birds chirp, the way people bustle about. The children laugh on Friday, their Holy Day, and there is no…
Altaawus
We walked out of the Fes medina through the intricate blue gates and made our way into a nearby garden. There we saw beautiful fountains full of blue tiles, water…
Getting off the Bus in Marrakesh
My mom collects decks of cards from everywhere she travels. During our trip to Marrakesh, I decided to combine two separate quests: first, to lead a group, without a map…
Tangier’s Last Heiress
Waiters scurried around us to push the tiny round mahogany tables together, as is seemingly tradition now on these small group excursions of ours. The older of the two waiters…
The Oscar-Worthy Smile
I could feel the exhaustion take over. Even though I was thrilled to be on the other side of the world, embarking on my adventure of studying abroad in Morocco,…
You. Are. Crazy!
“Are we almost there?” I whined to my friend, Mohammed. We’d had been walking the stony streets of Tangier for roughly 15 minutes. I struggled because of the hot weather…
A Spiritual Journey
When I decided to come to Morocco, some of my family members were worried. “You know it’s a Muslim country, right?” some said. “And Muslims don’t like Jews.” I thanked…
Reflections of a Petri Dish Child
When I first looked into the eyes of Imane, I saw a woman who is on fire. Her fierce advocacy of the natural birthing process and breastfeeding got me reflecting…
Abdul’s American Love Story
Stories being the best teacher, within a few days of arriving in Tangier, I set out on a quest to uncover the everyday struggles and joys of a single Tanjawi,…