Anna and I left for the bus Friday night. It was an 8 hour bus ride to the Southern coast of Spain. Let's just say it was not my favorite part of the trip. Don't worry-it gets much better!
Once we got off the bus, we jumped on a ferry to travel across the Straight of Gibraltar and into Morocco. I have a very cool Arabic stamp in my passport now. On the ferry, we were broken up into 3 groups and got acquainted with our group leader, Colleen. She is from Milwaukee and worked for the Peace Corps for two years in Morocco where she learned Moroccan Arabic and worked at a community center in a small town. She is now working with Morocco exchange, which is a program that guides trips through Morocco for American students in Spain. (That's me!)
We exchanged our euros for dirhams. One dirham is about 10 euros, so I felt very rich. (Sadly, that is not the case. Donations are always appreciated.) From there, we saw some of Tangier. Tangier is right on the cost, and we could still see Spain our across the Mediterranean Sea. We met with some Moroccan women at Darna--"our house" in Arabic. Darna is a women's center in Tangier that helps women to learn skills to help them find jobs. There, we talked with three women over lunch. They shared a lot about the Muslim culture as well as Moroccan life. I also had my first Moroccan tea. I could drink that stuff all day.
Next, we were on the road again with our bus driver named Hussein. Our next stop was a surprise--a camel ride on the beach!
Woah! I'm on a camel!
After that adventure, we went to Asilah, another beautiful city on the coast. After a walk through Asilah, we were on our way to Rabat. Rabat is the home of Colleen and a big university and lots of coolness. In Rabat, we stayed with host families. I roomed with Anna and my friend Kara, who is also our neighbor in Madrid. Our host mom was very sweet and arguably one of the best cooks I have ever encountered. She didn't speak any English, but her daughter and daughter-in-law were fluent. They were the sweetest family! I noticed that everyone in Morocco is overly hospitable. I had more food than I could ever need in one sitting. Once we were settled in at our house, our host sisters had us play dress up! We tried on some of their elegant dresses and they had us put on make-up, pose for pictures, and dance. We were kind of like their dolls. Such a funny experience.
Me, Anna, and Kara in fancy attire.
With our host sisters!
After a long day of 3 cities and lots of bonding with our new friends, it was time for bed. The next morning, we had some delicious crepe-like things and some more Moroccon tea. Again, the food here is great. That morning, we met with some students from the University and chatted over more tea and cookies. Our schedule was changed a little due to the protests taking place in downtown Rabat but it really did not affect us much. We went back to our host families house for lunch, then left for sight seeing in Rabat.
Fertility pond--we fed the eels a hard boiled egg. If they eat the egg, you are supposed to get pregnant.
Roman ruins. This city has been occupied by the Berbers, Romans, Moors, and Muslims.
Walking through Rabat with some Moroccan friends.
Tea with new friends.
At the end of the day, we went to the public bath (the hamman). It was a truly Moroccan experience that I would not know to try unless I had gone on this trip with this group. I went into it having no idea what to expect. Basically, it was a big, hot room. There were spickets to fill up buckets with hot water and we washed our hair and got exfoliated by a woman named Zora. Afterwards my skin was so soft!
The next day, we got up nice and early and were on the bus to Chefchaouen. Chefchaouen is a more touristy city in the mountains and it is unlike anything I've seen before. All of the buildings are blue and periwinkle and there was some great shopping. Along the way, we stopped in a village in the mountains and had lunch with a family who lived there. That night, there was a big protest in the downtown area, but we stayed away and enjoyed a nice dinner away from the madness. After dinner, the restaurant owner had a Moroccan man walk us back to our hostel to make sure that we were safe.
Anna and I are trying a new look.
View from the top.
Happy, happy salesman.
On our final day, we hiked up to one of the peeks overlooking Chefchaouen and saw the sun rise over the mountain peaks. The rest of the day was spent traveling. We crossed the boarder into Spain while we were still in Africa. It is one of two Spanish cities that are still in Morocco and the border of Spain and Morocco is the biggest gap of GDP in the world. Morocco was the biggest culture shock that I have ever experienced, but I also found that I had so much in common with Moroccan people at the same time. I would love to return there some day!
Tomorrow, my parents will be here. I can't wait to show them all that Madrid has to offer!