Algeria, Burkino Faso, Cameroon, Egypt, Ivory Coast, Madagascar, Mali, Mauritania, Morocco, Senegal, South Africa
In March of 2011, a contested presidential election in Cote d’Ivoire lead to politically motivated violence as well as opportunistic rioting throughout the country. As the militaries/ militias of both presidential candidates attacked their opponent’s supporters the country feel into disarray. On one side of the line was the standing president, Laurent Gbagbo, a Christian; [...]
Long honed cultural traditions, sometimes even the most ridiculous, often make sense if observed in the environment or historical contexts in which they were honed. Traditional/ old/ indigenous cultures around the world often have mechanisms which either directly or indirectly teach its members how to live sustainably within their environments — a practice often referred to [...]
A recent study by researchers at UC Berkeley, shows that bushmeat — game — taken from forests in many locations around the world is an essential part of the diets of the people who live there, and even helps to prevent anemia in children. The study was conducted in the Makira Protected Area of Madagascar, which is a global hot spot for biodiversity, and the findings have created a ripple between conservation efforts and human health initiatives.
Ivorians call their country Côte d’Ivoire, the Thai call their country Prathet Thai, the Chinese call their country Zhōngguó, the Japanese call Japan Nippon, Russians call their homeland Rossiya, the Fins call their country Suomi, the people who live in the Czech Republic call it Česká Republika, Turkey is known to its residents as Türkiye, [...]
Travel photo of the day- The high walls outside of the medina at Meknes, Morocco. The old cities of Morocco are like giant ant colonies, and it is almost too much fun running through all of the tunnels, alleyways, and passageways. They are great places to get lost — not only physically but temporally as [...]
Since the political conflicts in Egypt began earlier this year (2011) I have been receiving updates on the situation from my friend Mary Mimouna, who distributes reports out to her wide array of contacts from an associate by the name of Pat, who has been living in Egypt for a number of years. I chose to share [...]
SOSUA, Dominican Republic-We are back to publishing 50 photos a day on Vagabond Journey.com. The following are links to new travel photos from Chaya’s pre-Vagabond Journey travels. They encompass her travels in South Africa, Thailand, and Ecuador and are displayed on pages of 10 photos each.
How do I become an Egyptologist? What should I study in high school to prepare? Hello Stephany, The field of Egyptology is perhaps the most competitive area of Archaeology as far as finding work that will keep you in the field and money in your pocket. But it can be done if you are diligent [...]
Should I pursue Archaeology as a stable career path? This is a question from a reader named Lane who would like to know if he could expect to find a stable career in archaeology and do fieldwork in Egypt. Hello Lane, Your question sort of comes at me from right field, as my draw to [...]
I have a friend who journeyed to Cameroon recently. Good on her. When she returned to Maine I huddle around to hear what stories I could hear. I am always up for listening to a good travel yarn. . . . and her yarn was pretty good, but the peaks and valleys of it were [...]
These past travelogue entries from the Middle East have brought me to the conclusion that I am a penny pinching, incorrigible, uptight, money conscious geek and that the people of Egypt, Jordan, and Israel are money grubbing liars and cheats. This was my experience, but my experience was greatly limited by circumstance. For the sake [...]
Transportation to cross borders between Egypt, Israel, and Jordan
The border crossings between Egypt, Israel, and Jordan are very much frequented by tourists, and transportation options are readily available. Taxis, buses, and minibuses ply these borderlands regularly.
“If you don’t want your life to change then why are you having a baby!?!” Chaya screamed at me in a rainy night Istanbul street three months ago. I could not answer her, but I did write her words down in my notebook for further reference. These “further references” were now seeping into my consciousness [...]
How is Traveling from Jordan to Israel?
If you look like tourists and you have your own car the route from Jordan to Egypt should be no problem at all.
Just cross the Israeli border from Aqaba (10 km from city) and go through Eilat to Egypt (Taba). You could drive this route in under a half hour. Including border formalities — assuming you do not have Iraq or Syrian stamps in your passports and already possess Egyptian visas — I would say that you should be in Egypt in under two hours.
The Madness of Cairo Cairo was striking me with a good, crazy sort of feel as I boarded the subway to go into the city center. Chaya and I had just arrived in the big city from the Sinai border outpost of Taba, and our wobbly bus legs were getting the feel of solid earth [...]
Arrival in Cairo After being shook up, thrown around, and tenderized like a soggy plop of hamburger by the taxi man during the ride from the Israeli border, the weary band of travelers had finally arrived at their destination: Cairo. I was surprised to find that the empty no-man’s-land of the Sinai desert stretches all [...]
Vagabond Loses Deal and Pays Up I had made a deal with pregnant Chaya in Istanbul: If I made enough money, I would continue traveling on through Egypt across the Sahara into Ethiopia, and she would exit Africa via Cairo and hold down the USA on her own until I returned in mid-summer. If I [...]
Sinai, Egypt Border Exit Tax Everybody wants their cut. For some reason the Egyptian border authority has seen fit to charge travelers 75 EGP ($15) to exit the Taba border region. Why? Probably just because they can. Travel tip: When traveling in Egypt, make sure that you have way more money than what you plan [...]
This is Egypt – Israel to Cairo, part 1 of 3 Chaya and I crossed the Egyptian border from Israel with a single intention: to get to Cairo as fast as possible. We had a pocket full of Egyptian money that we exchanged before leaving Israel — it was enough to get us out of [...]
Minibus Fiascoes and the Dirtiest Toilets in the Egypt – Israel to Cairo, part 2 of 3 The road through the Sinai was very straight. We traveled it very quickly. There was nothing in our way in any direction, and the minibus full of Israeli Arabs, Chaya and I moved through the desert like a [...]
Ain’t Nothing in Sinai Egypt – Israel to Cairo part 3 0f 3 Five travelers looked out of the windows of the fast moving mini van at a landscape devoid of absolutely anything. Anything but sand, sun, and open space. Dry flat lands lead into dry flat lands which only lead into a far off [...]
Egypt Denies Travelers at Border – Crossing border to Egypt, part 1 of 3 After leaving the hotel in Eilat at the first glimmers of dawn, Chaya and I went to the bus stop in search of a ride to the Egyptian border. This bus was said to only cost 5 sheckles ($1.25) — not [...]
Crossing back to Israel- Crossing Border Israel to Egypt, Part 2 of 3 Chaya and I were now in a predicament — a Catch-22 on the global chessboard of travel: We were refused entry to Egypt — we could not move forward. We were required to recross into Israel to get an Egyptian visa with [...]
Egyptian Visas vs. Sinai Travel Permits – Crossing Border to Egypt part 3 of 3 There are two types of visas that are issued for crossings between Israel or Jordan and the Sinai Peninsula of Egypt: one is a 15 day travel permit that is good for Sinai only, and the other is a full [...]
Preparation for Egyptian Hustlers Egypt, Egypt, Egypt! We were Egypt bound as we dropped off the key to our room with the hotel mafia man in Eilat. We were excited . . . though apprehensive. The stipulation behind getting a reduced priced room in Eilat was based upon us staying for two nights, when we [...]
Hello Craig, Man, we had a hell of a go getting from Jordan to Cairo. I highly – HIGHLY – recommend flying from Amman if you want to visit Petra. It would probably be cheaper than either the ferry/ overland route or the road through Israel. The reason: visa fees, exit fees, border zone exit [...]
Hello Craig, It would have cost $120 to $140 for both of us to take the ferry from Jordan to Egypt (Aqaba to Nuweiba). The fast boat was $70 per person and the slow one $60. No way. The boat company decided recently to double their already expensive fares (though I have a large suspicion [...]
Egypt Dead End for Overland Travel I am pouring over maps trying to come up with my next move from the Middle East, and it is seeming as if Egypt is one big dead end for onward overland travel. Chaya is flying back to Maine out of Cairo on the 27th of this month, and [...]
Travel Photos from Gibraltar, England, Panama, and Morocco The following are links to images that I have taken while traveling through Gibraltar, England, Panama, and Morocco. I am trying to create a huge database of photographs at Vagabond Journey Travel Photos as well as test Andy’s experimental lifestyles project. Click on the below links to [...]
Dreaming of Cameroon I have always had a deep interest in Cameroon. I don’t know why. I know nothing about Cameroon. I think I just like the sound of it: Cam-e-roon. It sounds wild to me. When I was a kid, Erik the Pilot and I would play a Nintendo World Cup soccer game where [...]
Hate Mail From Morocco Andy the Hobo Traveler.com and I have an ongoing joke about all of the hate mail that he receives. We rather satiricly equate the volume of hate mail with the level of success that an internet writer achieves. Andy receives tons of hate mail= His site is very successful.I do not [...]
Salah-The Muslim Prayer Salah, the Muslim process of formal prayer, is a time-honed practice that is meant to interweave Islamic religious belief within the very fabric of the practioner’s life. Five times a day the prayer is performed in a specific way and is always done while facing the Kaaba of Mecca. Salah is one [...]
Letter from Burkina Faso I sometimes open my inbox to find unexpected emails from people who have found me through the Song of the Open Road Travel Blog. The one that I printed below is from a “banking official” from Burkina Faso who wishes to engage me in a “business” deal so that we can [...]
Back in Casablanca I am now writing from the very place that I began the Moroccan portion of my journey almost exactly four months ago: the Foucauld Hotel in Casablanca. Four months of traveling, four countries. I sit here thinking about these travels, and my life up to here. What have I done? What am [...]
Marrakech Market Video The following is a video of the market in Marrakech, Morocco at night. Local Muslim women rush to buy just about everything at around 8PM and the way-be-gone tourist is pushed to the side in the crowd. I was very surprised by how relatively genuine Marrakech seemed to be amidst the excessive [...]
Impressions of Marrakech I am very surprised by Marrakech. I can breathe peacefully here. I walk down the streets without being hustled or hassled. There seems to be less drug dealers and hotel runners here per capita than in most places in Morocco. I am rather impressed. Either the authorities in Marrakech have done a [...]
A Walk Through Marrakech Video The below video is of a walk through the back streets of Marrakech, Morocco.
On Leaving France My exit from France last Wednesday began with a big rush to the train station in Ales. I thought I forgot my camera at my friend’s home when we were half way there. I did the math and determined that it would be cheaper and less of a hassle to ditch the [...]
Isabelle Eberhardt: The Personification of Romance “Africa ingests and assimilates everything that is hostile to it. Perhaps it is the Predestined Land from which the light that will regenerate the world will one day emerge!”-Isabelle Eberhardt “One very graceful impression is that of sunset over the port and the terraces of the upper town, and [...]
Isabelle Eberhardt: An Interview with the anthropologist, Kathleen Modrowski The following is an interview with the anthropologist, Kathleen Modrowski about the life, times, writings, and character of Isabelle Eberhardt. Kathleen conducted the bulk of her anthropological research in North Africa, and found records of Eberhardt while going through old economic archives in Algiers. This discovery [...]
Moroccan Food Strategy I must say that I am not much of a connoisseur of any particular substance, especially food. I eat for two reasons: 1. to fill my stomach; 2. for nutrition; and I try to do this in the absolute cheapest manner possible. I am rather base in this regard, as I do [...]
The Ferry from Tangier to AlgecirasOeiras, PortugalOctober 20, 2007Homepage: http://canciondelvagabundo.googlepages.comOn the night of the October15th, Mira and I were sitting around our little pink room in the Hotel Marraketch in Rabat joking and scheming up plans of how we would travel around Morocco. Before we knew it we hashed out a plan to go way [...]
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 [...]
The End of the Road: FiguigRabat, MoroccoOctober 11, 2007Homepage: http://canciondelvagabundo.googlepages.com The 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. [...]
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. Tourist I am young. But not for long. To borrow Andy’s way of gaging age, I am 26 years old, probably look like I am [...]
On Moroccan ToutsMeknes, MoroccoOctober 8, 2007Homepage: http://canciondelvagabundo.googlepages.com The following is a comment that Ubertramp www.ubertramp.com left on my post Travel Tip #5- Not Your Friend:” http://canciondelvagabundo.blogspot.com/2007/10/travel-tip-5-not-your-friend.htmlI 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 [...]
In Meknes, MoroccoMeknes, MoroccoOctober 6, 2007Homepage: http://canciondelvagabundo.googlepages.com Open 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 [...]
Unexpected Moroccan Discoveries or: Girl Talk is Boring and Peepholes are ScaryMeknes, MoroccoOctober 6, 2007Homepage: http://canciondelvagabundo.googlepages.com The 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 [...]
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 [...]
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 [...]
The End of the Fruit Man and the Challenge of Obtaining ProduceMeknes, MoroccoSeptember 29, 2007Homepage: http://canciondelvagabundo.googlepages.comNorth Africa page: http://canciondelvagabundo.googlepages.com/northafrica My fruit man tried to hustle me yesterday. Perhaps he thought that I am so stupid that I would not notice if he tried to charge me twice as much for my fruit than he usually [...]
Renewed Spirits in MeknesMeknes, MoroccoSeptember 27,2007Homepage: http://canciondelvagabundo.googlepages.com/North Africa Page: http://canciondelvagabundo.googlepages.com/northafrica View from rooftop. “Travelling and dreaming are part of the same phenomenon. If you don’t allow yourself to dream while travelling, you are missing half of the show.” I wrote these words but a few days ago. I think that I momentarily stopped dreaming here [...]
The Breaking of the Fast: A View of Ramadan from the OutsideMeknes, MoroccoSeptember 26, 2007Homepage: http://canciondelvagabundo.googlepages.comNorth Africa Page: http://canciondelvagabundo.googlepages.com/northafrica A large and simmering clay tagine dish full of chicken and vegetables was placed down in front of me at a quaint little sidewalk restaurant in the Moroccan city of Meknes. As the westerner that I [...]
These Days in MeknesMeknes, MoroccoSeptember 24, 2007Homepage: http://canciondelvagabundo.googlepages.com/North Africa page: http://canciondelvagabundo.googlepages.com/northafrica These Meknes days have been relaxing to say the least: I wake up casually in the morningDo a little writing or readingEat a little breakfastPut my clothes onWalk a few meters to the internet parlorWork for three to five hoursWalk a few meters back [...]
Moroccan Women’s Clothing, Photos and VideoSeptember 22, 2007Homepage: http://canciondelvagabundo.googlepages.comNorth Africa page: http://canciondelvagabundo.googlepages.com/northafrica An anonymous reader posted a comment on my “I Sidestep a Lunatic and make a Friend” post http://canciondelvagabundo.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-sidestep-lunatic-and-make-friend.html . She said: “you should take more videos of the people. what do these people look like?? and further more….as I’m about to embark on [...]
Comfortable in MeknesMeknes, MoroccoSeptember 21, 2007Homepage: http://canciondelvagabudo.googlepages.comNorth Africa Page: http://canciondelvagabundo.googlepages.com/northafrica The sole ripe orange that hangs outside of my window just beyond my reach. There is one ripe orange in the orange grove outside of my window in the Maroc Hotel. There are many green oranges, but only one orange one. It is, of course, [...]
Room #16, Maroc Hotel, Meknes, MoroccoMeknes, MoroccoSeptember 20, 2007Homepage: http://canciondelvagabundo.googlepages.com/North Africa Page: http://canciondelvagabundo.googlepages.com/northafrica I find myself alone, comfortable, in a perfectly rectangular green room on the second floor of the Maroc Hotel. It is nice here. There are wooden shutters that cover the windows that I can push open to let the gentle breeze come [...]
Meknes vs. FesMeknes, MoroccoSeptember 19, 2007Homepage: http://canciondelvagabundo.googlepages.comNorth Africa Page: http://canciondelvagabundo.googlepages.com/northafricaI moved on from Fes a happy man. I just simply could not etch out a living in that city. The food was too expensive and dolled out with a bad attitude, the internet was also overpriced, and I could not find suitable accommodation. On one [...]
Four Sinners Search for a Birthday BeerMeknes, MoroccoSeptember 18, 2007Homepage: http://canciondelvagabundo.googlepages.com/North Africa Page: http://canciondelvagabundo.googlepages.com/northafrica “In WATERMELON SUGAR the deeds were done and done again as my life is done in watermelon sugar. I’ll tell you about it because I am here and you are distant. “Wherever you are, we must do the best we can. [...]
I Find Contentment in Friends of the Road (and laughter in bad jokes)Meknes, MoroccoSeptember 18, 2007Homepage: http://canciondelvagabundo.googlepages.comNorth Africa page: http://canciondelvagabundo.googlepages.com/northafrica The GAME- A horrible, horrible Dutch game that, yes, is bound to confuse you. So after I dodged the lunatic and befriended Meikal, I ran back to the Youth Hostel so I could get in [...]
I Sidestep a Lunatic and Make a FriendFes, MoroccoSeptember 16, 2007Homepage: http://canciondelvagabundo.googlepages.com/North Africa Page: http://canciondelvagabundo.googlepages.com/northafricaThe Youth Hostel in Fes keeps odd hours during Ramadan. They are closed for most of the day- from 10AM to Noon and then again from 4PM to 8PM and then the doors are closed and locked for the night by [...]
I almost got in a fight with an old cross-eyed Berber waiter tonight. My meal was 25 Dirham, he tried to get 60 out of me. I was being rolled. Things got rough when I refused to pay any more than my meal costed. He began grabbing and pulling at me violently. But he eventually [...]
I Unwittingly Celebrate Ramadan, tooFes, MoroccoSeptember 14, 2007Homepage: http://canciondelvagabundo.googlepages.comNorth Africa Page: http://canciondelvagabundo.googlepages.com/northafrica On the first day of Ramadan I awoke in Rabat. I had the feeling that I wanted to get out of that city quick; with my couscous restaurant shut down for the holiday, there was not much of a reason to stay. So [...]
Thoughts In FesFes, MoroccoSeptember 14, 2007Homepage: http://canciondelvagabundo.googlepages.com/North Africa Page: http://canciondelvagabundo.googlepages.com/northafrica “Ali Baba Ali Baba Goodbye,” said the manager of the hotel that I spent a few days at in Rabat. Wherever I go I hear this joking taunt. I don’t mind it, it is better than the yells of “Bin Ladan ” that I would [...]
Preparing for RamadanFes, MoroccoSeptember 15, 2007Homepage: http://canciondelvagabundo.googlepages.comNorth Africa page: http://canciondelvagabundo.googlepages.com/northafrica It was the night before Ramadan and I did not know what to expect. The manager of the couscous restaurant that I had been eating my lunches and dinners at everyday told me that they would not be serving any food for the entire month [...]
TheWay to FesFes, MoroccoSeptember 14, 2007http://canciondelvagabundo.googlepages.com I always seem to do everything the wrong way. I took the 11:17 AM train from Rabat to Fes. Uneventful. I sat there and watched the desert shrub lands turn into gently rolling hills, while an English girl sitting kitty-corner from me fumbled about in a vain attempt at [...]
On Leaving RabatRabat, MoroccoSeptember 12, 2007http://canciondelvagabundo.googlepages.com I enjoyed my stay here in Rabat but I feel it is time to be moving on. I can walk the streets here anonymously, which is something that I do not mind after being in India and China for so long, but I also have not had an actual [...]
The Toilet: Always Room for Inter-Cultural MisinterpretationRabat, MoroccoSeptember 11, 2007http://canciondelvagabundo.googlepages.com/ The toilet. Everywhere in the world there are toilets of some kind. But the designs of which often differ slightly, and in these slight variations I have found that there is a lot of room for cultural misinterpretation. As part of the acculturation process of [...]
Chellah RuinsRabat, MoroccoSeptember 11, 2007http://canciondelvagabundo.googlepages.com/ Gate to Chellah Ruins. These crumbled, overgrown ruins are what remain of the Roman outpost of Sala Colonia and the Merenid town of Chellah. It is said that the Phoenicians were the first to settle in this arid land. The Romans came in 40AD and built a thriving little outpost [...]
From Casablanca to RabatRabat, MoroccoSeptember 11, 2007http://canciondelvagabundo.googlepages.com/ I left the Youth Hostel in Casablanca in a rush. I did not want to be in that exhaust choked, grey-washed, no-food city any longer. I threw my things into my bag, ran from the Medina gates, and jumped into a train that was heading north to Rabat. [...]
Friends in Casablanca: The Tunisian VeterinarianRabat, MoroccoSeptember 11, 2007http://canciondelvagabundo.googlepages.com Another person that I am delighted to have become acquainted with in Casablanca was the Tunisian Veterinarian. He told me his name but I could not understand it enough to reproduce the sounds, let alone remember them. But names are about as useful as a blender [...]
Friends in Casablanca- The BrothersRabat, MoroccoSeptember 10, 2007http://canciondelvagabundo.googlepages.comThe Brothers: I met a pair of brothers while staying in Casablanca: one stayed at home and lived his life in Morocco, the other emigrated to the Ukraine fifteen years ago. The Moroccan was around 22 years old, slenderly built, highly refined, well-kept, and spoke in an almost [...]
I Move on to Rabat, and Eat WellRabat, MoroccoSeptember 10, 2007http://canciondelvagabundo.googlepages.com/ My Frenchy food problem has been solved in Rabat As I have previously written, I had a real difficult time finding good, cheap Moroccan food in Casablanca. But this problem faded away after stepping off of the train in Rabat, where there are cheap [...]
Through Morocco, Mauritania, Senegal, MaliRabat, MoroccoSeptember 10, 2007http://canciondelvagabundo.googlepages.com/ Below is a map of my intended route of travel through deserts, mountains, and whatever Africa is like in Senegal and southern Mauritania. I read that the overland route from Western Sahara to Mauritania is possible, but I cannot find a coastal road on this map. My [...]
Travel Videos from Casablanca, MoroccoRabat, MoroccoSeptember 10, 2007http://canciondelvagabundo.googlepages.com The following are a couple of videos that I took in Casablanca. I am now in Rabat, and the differences between these cities are great- although they are only an hour apart by train.
I Awake to Teaspoons Clanking- Am I in France?Casablanca, MoroccoSeptember 8, 2007http://canciondelvagabundo.googlepages.com/ I did not have a difficult time of waking up for the hour long breakfast service at the Youth Hostel this morning- the clanking of teaspoons on little tea cups is as worthy a wake up call as you can ask for. The [...]
First Impressions of MoroccoCasablanca, MoroccoSeptember 7,2007http://canciondelvagabundo.googlepages.com Hassan II Mosque I go to bed tonight, after my first day in Morocco, full of excitement. For there is a whole world that I have not yet explored The Muslim countries stretch to the east and all of Africa is to the south Whatever fatigue of the wandering [...]
Casablanca Medina Video Casablanca, Morocco September 7, 2007 http://canciondelvagabundo.googlepages.com/ This is a video of the medina in Casablanca.
First Walk in MoroccoCasablanca, MoroccoSeptember 7,2007http://canciondelvagabundo.googlepages.com/ The first walk in a new country is, invariably, one of the most memorable. After coming into Casablanca at night and going directly to the Hotel Foucauld, I did not bed down with a clear conception of what the city was like. I was awakened to morning by the [...]
Travel Plans: First Month in MoroccoAlbion, New York, USASeptember 4, 2007http://canciondelvagabundo.googlepages.com/ Tomorrow night I leave Rochester, NY for New York City by Jet Blue. I will probably then stay the night in the airport, and then make it into the city by morning. From here I need to meet with my academic advisor in Brooklyn, [...]
These fertile fields and gentle rolling hills are my home. I feel it. I was raised here. I feel most comfortable in this overlooked land of lakes and country roads. New York State is mostly backcountry, it is difficult to explain this to people while travelling. “Oh, you’re from New York,” they say, “big city.” [...]
“But curiosity and adventure taunted me. Had I become a soft tourist . . .? Was my vagabond stamina, ridiculed by my friends in America before departure, really as feeble as they prophesied it would be?”-Richard Halliburton, The Royal Road to Romance North Africa I pondered the idea of returning yet again to East Asia [...]
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