Thursday, February 9, 2012

On my Way to Timbuktu

Last week I went on my first camel trek in the desert.  It was amazing and the sights were breath taking.  I can't begin to explain it in words so here are a few pictures to show you what it was like. 

One of the camels in our caravan

Me on my camel and Jack's camel all up in my business

Lead the way camel man!

Camel footprints

It just keeps going and going

Shadow picture

Sunset

Sunrise

Doing yoga during the sunrise

Sun's up, time to go!

Doing the macarena as we trek back to Merzouga

It was so tranquil out there!

Saturday, January 21, 2012

He Proposed!!

It's that moment that so many girls dream of their whole lives.  The moment that that one special guys gets down on one knee, takes her left hand, looks her in the eyes and tells her he can't live without her.  The proposal.  For most people, this happens once maybe twice in a lifetime.  For girls serving in many PC countries, this is a common occurrence.  This is my story of proposals received while serving as a PCV.  

It first started in Albania.  Not long after arriving in Albania, my host family and other people in the community started mentioning their single sons, cousins, nephews and brothers.  Almost every other female PCV in Albania also noticed this increased level of attention within their community.  It wasn't long before the 'proposals' started coming in.  I started collecting pieces of paper that would be handed to me with phone numbers on them.  Sometimes while I was sitting in my office, random men would come looking for me to see if I wanted to go for coffee.  "Do I know you?" I would ask and they would reply something like, "Yes, I'm *insert name here*'s cousins wifes brother-in-laws nephew."  When PCV's got together it would always be a fun topic to compare recent proposals.  

Since arriving in Morocco, I have received even more proposals.  The proposals I have received here have seen a little more serious than those in Albania.  One man tried to set me up with his son for about two weeks before I had my tutor step in on my behalf and tell him that I was not interested.  Another man tried to convince me to teach him English as an initial reason for meeting me.  The most current one, is actually the son of the man who tried to get me to meet his son.  He showed up for my adult English class and not knowing who he was, I let him attend.  Last night after class (which was not his class but my advanced one), he gave me a book.  I told him I did not want it because it was in script and I can't really read script.  He said no just keep it until next week.  He left and I looked inside the book and there was an envelope.  Inside the envelope was the following note: 


Now how can a girl say no to a proposal like this?  It reminds me junior high when people would send a note saying "Would you go out with me?  Circle one: YES NO".

Since most girls will only have one or two proposals in their life, I feel pretty special that I have been proposed to more times than I would like to think about.  However, I don't think this will be on the one I'll be accepting.  I'm still holding out for the guy that actually speaks the same language as me (fluently), already has US citizenship, has seen me outside of class or other group activities and doesn't live at home with his parents.  Maybe I'm being too picky but I figure I still have time to be picky.  I haven't hit 30 yet where I have to start talking to my friends who promised me if we were both single at 30 we'd get married.

If any of you ladies reading this have other excellent PC proposal stories, let me hear them!  I love a good proposal story before bedtime :)

Friday, January 20, 2012

The Next Big Step

For almost four years now, my life has been Peace Corps.  What does that mean?  It means that I never know what the day will hold for me.  It means that you have to be flexible and 'go with the flow'.  It means that you have to learn to laugh at yourself and be prepared to be the center of stares and whispers.  It means that you are out of your element but learn to fit into other peoples.  I have not known what my day would be like, let alone my week, month or year.  I will be finishing my service with PC this year and that means change.  Finally, I know what that change will be.

I was accepted into Alverno's Adult Education and Organizational Development graduate program!  I will be coming home in time to do all the 'grown-up' things that I have been putting off all these years.  I will have to find a job, an apartment, sign a phone contract, pay for health insurance, car insurance and think about my future by opening up an IRA, just to name a few.  Not to mention I'll have to adjust to having a set schedule again.  It's overwhelming and entirely exciting!

When I was getting close to finishing my service in Albania, I wasn't sure yet what I wanted to do with myself so I signed up for 2 more years.  When I arrived in Morocco, I was pretty sure that what I wanted to do was social work.  I still love helping people but what I think I love more is helping people help themselves.  One of the expressions that you hear a lot when working on sustainable projects is "it is better to teach a man to fish than to give him a fish".  By earning my MA I will be able to do just that.

I am so happy that I finally know what my next big step will be after PC.  I still have seven or so months here in Morocco and I have many things planned for that time.  Grad school is something that I've known I wanted to do for awhile but it took me awhile to find the right program.  This is my next big step.  This will be my next adventure.  This will be the start to my 'real world' life and I can't wait!

Tuesday, January 3, 2012

Christmas Traditions and New Year's Resolutions

When I think of Christmas, I think of midnight church services, Christmas ham, unwrapping presents in turns, and watching movies all day in my pajamas.  For the past few years, my Christmases have been different and there hasn't been anything traditional about them.  This year however, several other PCV's and myself got together and tried to celebrate by doing our favorite Christmas traditions.  The successes:
-Christmas pj exchange
-stockings filled with little goodies
-ornament exchange
-Christmas tree(s)
-cinnamon rolls and coffee
-A Christmas Story, How the Grinch Stole Christmas, A Muppet Christmas and other holiday favorites
-staying in PJ's all day long
-tree of shame
-Christmas morning picture on the stairs
-general snacking throughout the day
-Christmas decorations everywhere!

Unfortunately there was no Christmas ham or midnight church service but I feel that we accomplished all the traditions that we could with the resources we had.  It was a great Christmas and it was sad to leave Essaouria when it was all done but we'll always have the memories!  

Christmas morning picture on the stairs!

New Year's Eve was also a big success.  A few of us girls got together in Agadir and got all glamed up for our big night out.  We started right with dinner at our favorite Indian restaurant where we were treated to a free bottle of champagne.  There was a small incident outside the restaurant that had us a little worried for awhile but our Moroccan friends came to the rescue and made sure that we had a great night!  At midnight we were on the beach watching the fireworks and calling friends and family back home.  Afterwards we headed to a club where we danced the rest of the night away.  It was a great night and a great start to 2012.

This is the start of my final year in Peace Corps (for now at least).  So many great things have happened during my time with Peace Corps and I have many more still planed for this year.  I look forward to going home for awhile and being with family and friends and hopefully starting grad school this fall.  The idea of living in America again is a little overwhelming.  I'll have to find an apartment, look for a job and wait in lines because I won't be the foreigner anymore.  Even with all that I feel that this is my year.  I think a lot of good things are going to happen.  It started off great and the momentum has continued up till now.  Fingers crossed that everything works out the way I hope it will!!

I hope everyone has had a great holiday season and may the new year bring you all happiness, health and good fortune!!

Tuesday, December 20, 2011

Ghosts of Christmases Past

Christmas is just 5 days away!!  I have been getting into the Christmas spirit since, well, Thanksgiving.  This will be my fourth Christmas as a PCV, celebrating away from family and friends.  I was looking back at my past PC Christmases and thought I would just post a few pictures.  I hope that everyone has been enjoying the holiday season and no matter where you are for Christmas, remember that Christmas will come without packages and strings (to quote one of my favorite Christmas time movies).  Merry Christmas to everyone!

My first PC Christmas I spent in Bangkok, having my wisdom teethe removed.
2008

My 2nd PC Christmas I spent with friends in Lezha.
2009

My 3rd PC Christmas I spent with the R, A and X part of team RELAX!
2010

I will be spending this Christmas in Essaouria with some of my favorite girls :)

A picture from my 2nd Christmas ever.  What a cutie I was!!


One of my favorite Christmas time memories.  My parents and I right before Christmas 2004.  I can't wait to spend Christmas with them again next year.

Tuesday, December 13, 2011

Morocco How To #4: Travel

As it approaches the holiday season in America most of you will be traveling for one reason or another.  I thought I would give you an idea of how travel is done in Morocco.  This will give you an insight of what it is like for both Moroccans and PCV's.  This will only cover grand taxi travel and souq bus travel.  There are also regular buses but that just seems to easy to have to explain it.  That two hour drive you have to make to see family will seem like nothing after this!

How to Part A: Grand Taxi Travel
#1: Find a spot on the road or walk to the nearest taxi station and wait for a taxi to pass by or fill up.  Remember that in a grand taxi two people sit in the front with the driver and four people sit in the back.
#2: Strategically place yourself in the taxi.  For a woman this means, put yourself so that you are next to a window or next to other women.  Keep in mind that the worst seat is the middle seat in the front.
#3: Depending on the size of the other people traveling with you you may be required to put your arm up on the backseat, lean forward or sit on your side.  The elderly are less likely to make room for you to fit and don't underestimate the hips on that Berber woman!!  Secret tip: sit down and don't be afraid to hold your ground.  Otherwise you may end up incredibly uncomfortable.
#4: For long distance grand taxi travel, be prepared to shuffle around frequently as body parts go numb or other passengers move.  Don't be scared to fall asleep on your neighbors shoulder because if you don't do it first, they might beat you to it!
#5: For those traveling with large bags or packages, do not be surprised if your bag or packages shares space in the trunk with livestock.  They are well trained and most likely will not eat through the fabric of your backpack or go to the bathroom on it. Also, don't forget your bag or package as the taxi most likely will speed off once they see you walk away.
#6: For grand taxi's that travel a short distance but handle a heavy traffic of people, be ready to get out and get back in frequently.  As listed in step #3, don't be afraid to claim a spot.  Even if it requires you to get out and back in every few seconds, you'll be happy you're not in the middle of the two men who look a little too friendly.
#7: There is no starting and stopping etiquette.  For example, if someone requests a stop close to yours do not feel obligated to get off as well.  Go ahead and make him drive the extra 3 feet before asking the driver to stop again.  No one will judge you.
#8: Paying.  If you are leaving from a larger taxi station, there will usually be a guy in charge of collecting money.  Most times you do not pay until you reach your destination.  If you do not know the cost, agree on one before getting into the taxi.  Some taxis will even have a list of charges on the dashboard.  Do not hesitate to argue if the price does not seem right.
Congrats!  You have survived your grand taxi ride!

How to Part B: Souq Bus Travel
#1: Walk to your nearest bus station, stop or a good looking spot on the road.

  • If walking to a bus station, tell the men calling out names of towns where you want to go and they will walk you to a bus and handle the money to get you a ticket.  Be prepared to wait up to two hours as the bus fills up.
  • If walking to a bus stop, wave down the bus as it approaches.  You are not guaranteed a seat and you may be standing for awhile if it is a busy bus route.  Even if you do not have a seat, you are still required to pay.
  • If waiting on the side of the road, be prepared to wait for awhile until a bus passes that is going where you want to go and stops for you to get on. 
#2: Seats are not assigned so look for a seat that is not in the sun, has a curtain to close in case you end up in the sun, is strategically located next to a window that opens or has a working air conditioner vent.  Also check for broken foot and arm rests, broken seats that are always in recline or that the bottom may slip forward every time the bus is required to stop.
#3: Traveling with a buddy is recommended but not always possible.  When traveling alone, look to sit next to a friendly woman or a respectable looking older man.  Stay away from teenagers, people eating sunflower seeds or crumbly food, all too friendly young men and families with babies.  For women traveling solo on souq buses, one way to avoid awkward conversations with the all too friendly young men, wear a fake wedding ring.  Make sure that when you talk about your 'husband' you give him a solid Muslim name like Mohammed otherwise they will tell you that you need to marry a good Muslim man.  
#4: For those traveling with larger bags or packages, you will need to put them under the bus.  Usually you will be charged a 5 dirham fee for this service.  Make sure to check on your bag on longer stops or as you're waiting for a bus to leave a station.  Try to keep valuables with you on the bus.  As with grand taxis, do not be surprised to see livestock traveling under the bus with the luggage.  
#5: On longer souq bus routes, there will be longer food stops and other stops.  However, you can never tell when those stops will be made so come prepared with snacks.  There are no bathrooms on the bus so control your liquid intake.  Plastic bags are readily available for those who get car sick.
#6: If not traveling to the final bus destination, be careful to pay attention to where you are.  Names of the stops are not called out and it is easy to miss your stop if you fall asleep on the bus.  People are willing to wake you up if you tell them where you are going and also able to help if it is your first time traveling to the destination.  
#7: Souq bus travel is usually loud from multiple people talking on the phone, different sources of music, small children crying, unusually loud bus engines and different forms of body noises.  Bring an ipod or something to help drown the noise out.  Also extremely helpful if you sit next to someone who wants to talk the whole way and you just can't talk in Darija another minute.  
#8: The last thing to remember when traveling by souq bus is that tickets are bought before getting on the bus or immediately after getting on for those joining the adventure after the initial station.  There are ticket windows at the stations where you will get the correct amount.  The men who are calling out the names of towns do not always work for the company that you end up on and do not always give the right price.  If it seems sketchy, don't be afraid to ask someone else. 
Congrats!  You have survived your souq bus travel!!

I hope this helps you readers to understand what it is like for us when we travel.  Even though some of the places we go look extremely close on the map, it may take a long time to get there.  Travel in Morocco can be long and tiring but it is all part of the adventure.  Day trips sometimes mean, four hours to get there, an hour there and then four hours to get back.  Makes that two hour drive seem like a piece of cake doesn't it?  Hope you all have a great holiday season and safe travels to those of you traveling to be with family and friends!!!   

Saturday, December 10, 2011

12 Days of Christmas

On the first day of Christmas a Moroccan gave to me, a pomegranate tree!!
On the second day of Christmas a Moroccan gave to me, two toy pigeons and a pomegranate tree!
On the third day of Christmas a Moroccan gave to me, three stray cats, two toy pigeons and a pomegranate tree!
On the fourth day of Christmas a Moroccan gave to me, four ram feet, three stray cats, two toy pigeons and a pomegranate tree!!
On the fifth day of Christmas a Moroccan gave to me, five cenitimes, four ram feet, three stray cats, two toy pigeons and a pomegranate tree!!
On the sixth day of Christmas a Moroccan gave to me, six goats a-climbing, five cenitimes, four ram feet, three stray cats, two toy pigeons and a pomegranate tree!!
On the seventh day of Christmas a Moroccan gave to me, seven plates of couscous, six goats a-climbing, five cenitimes, four ram feet, three stray cats, two toy pigeons and a pomegranate tree!!
On the eight day of Christmas a Moroccan gave to me, eight cups of mint tea, seven plates of couscous, six goats a-climbing, five cenitimes, four ram feet, three stray cats, two toy pigeons and a pomegranate tree!!
On the ninth day of Christmas a Moroccan gave to me, nine taxis speeding, eight cups of mint tea, seven plates of couscous, six goats a-climbing, five cenitimes, four ram feet, three stray cats, two toy pigeons and a pomegranate tree!!
On the tenth day of Christmas a Moroccan gave to me, ten donkeys mating, nine taxis speeding, eight cups of mint tea, seven plates of couscous, six goats a-climbing, five cenitimes, four ram feet, three stray cats, two toy pigeons and a pomegranate tree!! 
On the eleventh day of Christmas a Moroccan gave to me, eleven roosters crowing, ten donkeys mating, nine taxis speeding, eight cups of mint tea, seven plates of couscous, six goats a-climbing, five cenitimes, four ram feet, three stray cats, two toy pigeons and a pomegranate tree!! 
On the twelfth day of Christmas a Moroccan gave to me, twelve children drumming, eleven roosters crowing, ten donkeys mating, nine taxis speeding, eight cups of mint tea, seven plates of couscous, six goats a-climbing, five cenitimes, four ram feet, three stray cats, two toy pigeons and a pomegranate tree!!