2/19/09 The train ride from Casa Blanca to here was stunning.155 dirham: Orange fields of what I think were poppies, yellow fields of something else, purple fields of something else, green, hills, red rocks, and lots of beauty. I took no pictures. Arrived here and an unfriendly cab driver tried to overcharge me and then [...]

2/18/09 My hat and I finally made it to Rick’s Cafe in Casablanca. Here is Olivier and his bike, he is trying to convince me to go to Senegal With Olivier, the Swiss man I met in Rabat who biked here today while I took the train and with John, a friendly Englishman who arrived [...]

2/18/09 I’m in Casablanca attempting to upload some pictures. I found the hostel here without too much problem and like Rabat, people here are much less in your face. Fes, while beautiful and interesting, was a terrible place to begin in Morocco. The touts and thieves and ever present people who want to sucker you [...]

2/17/09 It’s a grey day in Rabat. That’s okay. I slept like a log last night and this morning met a guy that is bicycling from Geneva to Central Africa. Wow. He encouraged me to go to Senegal but the time is not yet. I walked to the Casbah, explored the Tower of Hassan, rambled [...]

2/16/09 I know this may seem odd, but I am on the road again. Don’t worry though, I haven’t abandoned new found love. Instead, this is a practicality. Admittedly, I have wanderlust and Hanane understands this, so while she arranges her passport and completes some English teacher trainings, I am hitting the road. Today I [...]

2/14/09 I make rules for myself with the best of intentions and then I usually have to break them. One example of this is about to be demonstrated. At some point, I decided that blogging about my emotional life with others was something that I didn’t want to do, I’ve broken this rule before, and [...]