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WrightCode, Inc, Fez, Morocco

October 23rd, 2009 by · 1 Comment · Africa, Morocco

At four a.m. I awoke with a start. The call to prayer blared thru the tinny loudspeaker on the minaret by our rooftop accommodation and the light was on in our room. It was so bright I thought it was the sun. In the center of the room, Darlene was standing on the bed furious […]

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Not for the Faint of Grilling Hearts

October 19th, 2009 by · 1 Comment · Africa, Morocco

“Shall we find a baguette?” I asked, ducking into the covered market. Avoiding another sting, I strayed from the bee covered pastries and sweets, past the cones of colored spices, beyond the buckets of honey and oils. My eyes fell upon hundreds of chickens. Each stall fronted a runway with scratching white feathered chickens. On […]

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The High Atlas

October 12th, 2009 by · No Comments · Africa, Morocco

Tipping back the last of their red wine, eyes gazing from the window on Portland’s drizzle, she whispered, “Would you climb the highest peak in Northern Africa with me?” The apartment already barren, furnishings gone, their belongings bursting from two backpacks, “Should we sacrifice a goat first?” he smiled. Months later, her bag filled with […]

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Chez Amy

October 10th, 2009 by · 1 Comment · Africa, Morocco

Chez Amy, our home away from home, our Casablanca Command Center, checking in between every significant excursion. You wont find this one in the Lonely Planet. Just a block from the Maarif Mosque and market, this is the cleanest place in all of Morocco and the best place to find wine, popcorn, bookshelves, internet and […]

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The Eastern Dunes

October 6th, 2009 by · 2 Comments · Africa, Morocco

It was a local bus, it stopped everywhere. As we inched our way toward Algeria and into the Sahara, the military presence increased in every town. Finally, a taxi dropped us off in the middle of the desert, a ghost town. We were fifty kilometers from the border. In a small garden courtyard, over a […]

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