I left Morocco again, flew intoMadrid before heading to Frankfurt, Germany then to Dublin. From Dublin, I flew to Canada where I hitched across the country with about $2, found work in the USA, flew back to Dublin, then went to Belgium and from there back to Morocco.
This is one of my all time favorite posts. I’m not sure why, except that I perhaps miss those shoes that were never quite right after Mohammad the Cobbler ‘fixed’ them and that this was the day when I finally started to understand Morocco a little bit. Enjoy.