Letter from Professor Bruce Lawrence

I love Morocco. It is a country I’ve visited often since the early 1980s, and just last summer I went to the wedding of a good friend in Marrakesh. Most…

My Mother Among Muslims

My Mother Among Muslims

The day that my mom called me to tell me that she had booked a flight to Morocco, my heart just about stopped. “You did what?”  I just couldn’t believe…

Pascual De Cabo

Pascual De Cabo & My Grandfather

In a way, entering the Medina Art Gallery in Tangier felt almost like stepping back to the United States because the air in the gallery was just as stale and…

Reading paper with cigar in Cafe de Paris

The Gran Café de Paris

Mirrored walls surround the patrons scattered about mostly on the edges of leather booths. Each guest grips their own cup of freshly-squeezed orange juice, coffee, or mint tea with freshly…

Riding a camel into the Moroccan desert

Freedom in the Sahara

I felt the sand between my toes and turned to take in the endless hills that met the edge of the setting sky. I couldn’t hear the loud cheers behind…

Chaouen street

A Feeling of Toska in Chefchaouen

Landscapes have a funny way of evoking emotions in the people who traverse them. According to The Book of Human Emotions, the Russian word toska is one such phenomenon. Toska is…

A stray near the beach in Tangier

The Strays of Tangier

It all started on our third day in Tangier when we went on a scavenger hunt into the Medina. To escape the stress of the hunt, I spotted a pet…

Marrakech souk

A Pharmacy in Marrakech

“I’m different,” Ayub insisted. “I’m not about money; I’m about experience.”

Douaa Imran

The Campus Coordinator

And there I was, an American girl taking my first steps out of the Tangier Ibn Battouta International Airport and into Africa. Around me, I saw crowds of people I…

Ittihad Riadi Tanger Soccer Game

Flares and Fights

Our bus zigzagged in and out of traffic, as we sped toward the game like we were some sort of VIP deserving of special treatment. There were two police motorcyclists…

 

Morocco, Interrupted

When University of New England students embarked, in January 2020, on the journey of their college life in Morocco, they had only a vague idea of what was awaiting them. They had heard about the life-changing experiences from their peers and through word-of-mouth on campus, but they could not have expected the true effect of the journey until they lived it in the concrete.

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