Morocco

The End of RamadanRabat, MoroccoOctober 13, 2007Homepage: http://canciondelvagabundo.googlepages.comThe winding alleys of Sale.The coast of Rabat.The sweets of Ramadan.The streets are full of people and the people are full of food; for it is the end of Ramadan, and Rabat is full of festivity. Every corridor and ally of the city is crammed with food carts, [...]

The End of the Road: FiguigRabat, MoroccoOctober 11, 2007Homepage: http://canciondelvagabundo.googlepages.comThe end of the road is where a traveller’s dream begins. All travelers have a special affection for the places where long roads meet their end. From the looks of it, Figuig, hidden in the farthest south eastern corner of Morocco, is such a place. I [...]

Warnings From CasablancaRabat, MoroccoOctober 11, 2007Homepage: http://canciondelvagabundo.googlepages.comI swung through Casablanca and scooped up Mira at the airport yesterday. She came in right on time, and I was hiding behind a post as she was squirted out of the customs area. I watched her from my hiding place, laughing to myself as she looked nervously all [...]

As My Youth Prepares to Set Sail, I Mistake North for SouthMeknes, MoroccoOctober 8, 2007Homepage: http://canciondelvagabundo.googlepages.com“A traveler changes routes, itineraries, schedules and wanders the planet.” -Andy from Hobotraveler.com, Traveler vs. TouristI am young. But not for long. To borrow Andy’s way of gaging age, I am 26 years old, probably look like I am 36, [...]

The following is a comment that Ubertramp www.ubertramp.com left on Travel Tip #5- Not Your Friend. I feel this comment (don’t worry, it is not the one about his avocado underwear) deserves to be posted properly for the sake of further discussion, as he brings up a trick that the Moroccan tout, in particular, is [...]

In Meknes, MoroccoMeknes, MoroccoOctober 6, 2007Homepage: http://canciondelvagabundo.googlepages.comOpen park area that serves as the city’s meeting place, in Meknes, Morocco.In Meknes, Morocco the men in the streets perpetually engage each other in verbal conflict and pretend that they are going to fight. It just seems to be a normal thing to do. I have yet to [...]

Unexpected Moroccan Discoveries or: Girl Talk is Boring and Peepholes are ScaryMeknes, MoroccoOctober 6, 2007Homepage: http://canciondelvagabundo.googlepages.comThe rooms at the Maroc Hotel are arranged in a circle around a central courtyard full of orange trees. In this circular set-up, the window of one room opens right up upon that of another room. There is a group [...]

The Breaking of the Fast: A View of Ramadan from the InsideMeknes, MoroccoOctober 3, 2007Homepage: http://canciondelvagabundo.googlepages.com“Mr. Wade, would you like to wash your feet?” Abdel asked me with a smile from ear to ear, as I was sitting upon his couch leafing through an old Moroccan English teacher’s manual.“No, Abdel, I think my feet are [...]

I Commence My Dance with the Language of LoveMeknes, MoroccoSeptember 29, 2007Homepage: http://canciondelvagabundo.googlepages.com/North Africa page: http://canciondelvagabundo.googlepages.com/northafrica Me and my French Tutor.I began my perilous journey into the French language today. After nearly three weeks of trying to turn up a tutor who would be willing to teach me for a decent price, I finally found [...]