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    <title>Final Images from Maroc....</title>
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    <published>2009-07-31T17:26:40Z</published>
    <updated>2009-07-31T21:43:22Z</updated>
    
    <summary>Follows are some of the more treasured images from the Hotchkiss program as captured by Anne, Genevieve, Taesoo, and Sarinda: Anne&apos;s Photos: Moulay Idriss Setti Fadma, Ourika Ourika Genevieve&apos;s Photos: Essaouira Camel Train Hassan II Mosque, Casablanca Volubilis Taesoo&apos;s Photos:...</summary>
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        <name>Alex Safos</name>
        
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        <![CDATA[<p>Follows are some of the more treasured images from the Hotchkiss program as captured by Anne, Genevieve, Taesoo, and Sarinda:</p>

<p><strong>Anne's Photos:</strong></p>

<p><img alt="AnneDSCF2070.JPG" src="http://global-lab.org/mt/HotchkissMorocco2009/AnneDSCF2070.JPG" width="448" height="252" /><br />
Moulay Idriss</p>

<p><img alt="AnneDSCF2455.JPG" src="http://global-lab.org/mt/HotchkissMorocco2009/AnneDSCF2455.JPG" width="448" height="252" /><br />
Setti Fadma, Ourika</p>

<p><img alt="AnneDSCF2471.JPG" src="http://global-lab.org/mt/HotchkissMorocco2009/AnneDSCF2471.JPG" width="448" height="252" /><br />
Ourika</p>

<p><strong>Genevieve's Photos:</strong></p>

<p><img alt="Genevieve_CIMG3018.JPG" src="http://global-lab.org/mt/HotchkissMorocco2009/Genevieve_CIMG3018.JPG" width="448" height="252" /><br />
Essaouira Camel Train</p>

<p><img alt="GenevieveCIMG2668.JPG" src="http://global-lab.org/mt/HotchkissMorocco2009/GenevieveCIMG2668.JPG" width="252" height="448" /><br />
Hassan II Mosque, Casablanca</p>

<p><img alt="GenevieveCIMG2833.JPG" src="http://global-lab.org/mt/HotchkissMorocco2009/GenevieveCIMG2833.JPG" width="448" height="252" /><br />
Volubilis</p>

<p><strong>Taesoo's Photos:</strong></p>

<p><img alt="Taesoo070.JPG" src="http://global-lab.org/mt/HotchkissMorocco2009/Taesoo070.JPG" width="448" height="336" /><br />
Panorama of Moulay Idriss</p>

<p><img alt="Taesoo398.JPG" src="http://global-lab.org/mt/HotchkissMorocco2009/Taesoo398.JPG" width="448" height="336" /><br />
Da, Genevive, Taseoo, and Kevin - camel caravan in Essaouira</p>

<p><img alt="TaesooSDC11485.JPG" src="http://global-lab.org/mt/HotchkissMorocco2009/TaesooSDC11485.JPG" width="448" height="336" /><br />
The Group inside Hassan II Mosque</p>

<p><img alt="TaesooSDC11501.JPG" src="http://global-lab.org/mt/HotchkissMorocco2009/TaesooSDC11501.JPG" width="448" height="336" /><br />
Hassan II Mosque exterior</p>

<p><strong>Sarinda's Photos:</strong></p>

<p><img alt="Maroc 09 052.jpg" src="http://global-lab.org/mt/HotchkissMorocco2009/Maroc%2009%20052.jpg" width="336" height="448" /><br />
kempie et wendy devant Café Clock</p>

<p><img alt="Maroc 09 131.jpg" src="http://global-lab.org/mt/HotchkissMorocco2009/Maroc%2009%20131.jpg" width="448" height="336" /><br />
my favorite post office (Volubilis)</p>

<p><img alt="Maroc 09 177.jpg" src="http://global-lab.org/mt/HotchkissMorocco2009/Maroc%2009%20177.jpg" width="448" height="336" /><br />
Wendy sarinda Fès homestay fatima zhara et sa maman</p>

<p><img alt="Maroc 09 227.jpg" src="http://global-lab.org/mt/HotchkissMorocco2009/Maroc%2009%20227.jpg" width="448" height="336" /><br />
almost all of us at Établissement El Araki in Marrakech</p>

<p><img alt="Maroc 09 366.jpg" src="http://global-lab.org/mt/HotchkissMorocco2009/Maroc%2009%20366.jpg" width="448" height="336" /><br />
Christina and Sarinda</p>

<p><img alt="Maroc 09 368.jpg" src="http://global-lab.org/mt/HotchkissMorocco2009/Maroc%2009%20368.jpg" width="448" height="336" /><br />
Sarinda and guide </p>

<p><strong>Escargot at Djemaa el Fna!</strong><br />
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<entry>
    <title>Back in Marrakech for the Program&apos;s Final Night</title>
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    <published>2009-07-03T16:51:08Z</published>
    <updated>2009-07-03T16:56:07Z</updated>
    
    <summary>I just got word from Kempie that the group has made its return to Marrakech after a blustery beach camel ride in Essaouira (pics to come). So for this final evening&apos;s menu: one last stroll through the medina, one last...</summary>
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        <![CDATA[<p>I just got word from Kempie that the group has made its return to Marrakech after a blustery beach camel ride in Essaouira (pics to come). So for this final evening's menu: one last stroll through the medina, one last gawk at Djemaa el Fna, one final reflective moment amidst swooning swallows and blooming passion flowers then back to US for most, Asia for some, tomorrow. </p>

<p>--Alex</p>]]>
        
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    <title>Ahawash - A Berber Music Experience</title>
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    <published>2009-07-02T11:47:16Z</published>
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    <summary>On our last night in the Ourika valley, we were honored with an Ahawash, a traditional performance of Berber music and dance. It was a very special opportunity and the energy in the air was contagious! As guests, we were...</summary>
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        <![CDATA[<p>On our last night in the Ourika valley, we were honored with an Ahawash, a traditional performance of Berber music and dance.  It was a very special opportunity and the energy in the air was contagious!  As guests, we were lucky to be the preferred dance partners for most of the village children.</p>

<p><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/79387285@N00/3680743495/" title="IMG_0621 by globallearners, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3596/3680743495_a98b7e84e5.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="IMG_0621" /></a><br />
Genevieve, Anne, Kevin and Taesoo in traditional garments</p>

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The dancers and musicians getting started</p>

<p>We are now in Essaouira and about to visit the fresh fish market!  </p>]]>
        
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    <title>Arrival in Essaouira, &quot;The Windsurfing Capital of Africa&quot;</title>
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    <published>2009-07-01T17:27:08Z</published>
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    <summary>The group has made its way down the High Atlas mountains and to the Atlantic coast town of Essaouira with its evocative ambience and whitewashed medina (also a UNESCO World Heritage Site). Much more very soon. But first, an Atlantic...</summary>
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        <![CDATA[<p>The group has made its way down the High Atlas mountains and to the Atlantic coast town of Essaouira with its evocative ambience and whitewashed medina (also a UNESCO World Heritage Site). Much more very soon. But first, an Atlantic sunset and fresh, grilled seafood (the langoustines are mammoth). Word has it that the Amazigh through quite the farewell bash for the group last night...only a few days remain of this Morocco journey.</p>

<p>--Alex </p>]]>
        
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    <title>Blog for the First of July </title>
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    <published>2009-07-01T02:11:39Z</published>
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    <summary>We&apos;ve been in Morocco for two weeks but I feel as though we&apos;ve lived four here thanks to our incredibly varied program and the fact that something as simple as where we wake up and how we begin our ablutions...</summary>
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        <![CDATA[<p>We've been in Morocco for two weeks but I feel as though we've lived four here thanks to our incredibly varied program and the fact that something as simple as where we wake up and how we begin our ablutions is an event of sorts.   We are en route for  Essaouira having just left our homestay families from the douar (small village) in Ourika. Yesterday was a full day; alongside the Dar Taliba gardeners and lots of hardworking local students, we helped to finish up the planting.  Once the olive trees were freed of their black plastic and set in  holes of rocky red clay-like soil, we moved on to the salle de cours for some theater by the students who joined us for these past several days at Dar Taliba.  Two girls performed a fable in French about the importance of keeping one's pride in check.  Four student acted a longer one-act in Tashlhit (my phonetic spelling for the local Berber language) called L'Ecole de la Vie / School of Life.  This showed the generation gap/clash that can exist between a young man who wants to continue his studies and a father who is illiterate but knows so much about life and wants to convey much to his son about a good, spiritual, hardworking life.  Symbolic and important – both of these plays' messages tie in nicely to what we've been learning from the people with whom we've spent our mountain time.  </p>

<p>(We just drove past a man biking along with a milk crate full of 5 palm trees.  I have great appreciation for the various means of transport we've seen here.  Bikes and small carts, donkeys and tri-pod motorcycles... so far my favorite personal transportation scenes are donkeys with loads of hay (or mint!) wider than the donkey is long, the man atop, bobbing side to side as his donkey moves forward.  It's almost peaceful watching them advance at their steady but slow pace.)</p>

<p>Walking back to the douar after a hike/climb to the first (of seven) waterfall at Sitti Fadma, I asked our local guide Mohammed what his favorite moroccan meal is.  Framed by the gracious appreciation that seems to be such a pillar of Islam, his response was typical.  Perhaps I should have predicted it.<br />
“Le repas que j'ai devant moi.” / The meal that I have in front of me, he said.  “Any meal that is served to me is a meal for which I am grateful and which I will enjoy with whoever shares it.”  </p>

<p>We've come to Morocco with little to no depth of experience with Islam; perhaps we've done some reading or have Muslim acquaintances. But through conversations with so many welcoming, generous, peaceful and warm Moroccans, everyone in our group has come to acknowledge the appeal of this religion. I listened to Mohammed's thoughtful explanation of sharing a favorite meal and formulated my question another way so as to get to a preferred menu...</p>

<p>--Sarinda</p>]]>
        
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<entry>
    <title>&quot;In Morocco, an Alternative to Iran&quot; - Washington Post OpEd</title>
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    <published>2009-06-30T15:59:03Z</published>
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    <summary>In Morocco, an Alternative to Iran By Anne Applebaum Tuesday, June 30, 2009 RABAT -- If you want an antidote to the photographs of police officers beating demonstrators and girls dying on the streets of the Iranian capital, take a...</summary>
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        <![CDATA[<p>In Morocco, an Alternative to Iran</p>

<p>By Anne Applebaum<br />
Tuesday, June 30, 2009 </p>

<p>RABAT -- If you want an antidote to the photographs of police officers beating demonstrators and girls dying on the streets of the Iranian capital, take a drive through the streets of the Moroccan capital. You might see demonstrators, but not under attack: On the day I visited, a group of people politely waving signs stood outside the parliament. You might see girls, but they will not be sniper targets, and they will not all look like their Iranian counterparts: Though there is clearly a fashion for long, flowing headscarves and blue jeans, many women would not look out of place in New York or Paris. </p>

<p>Welcome to the kingdom of Morocco, a place which, in the light of the past two week's events in Iran, merits a few minutes of reflection. Unlike Turkey, Morocco is not a secular state: The king claims direct descent from the prophet Mohammed. Nor does Morocco aspire to be European: Though French is still the language of business and higher education, the country is linguistically and culturally part of the Arabic-speaking world. But unlike most of its Arab neighbors, the country has over the past decade undergone a slow but profound transformation from traditional monarchy to constitutional monarchy, acquiring along the way real political parties, a relatively free press, new political leaders -- the mayor of Marrakesh is a 33-year-old woman -- and a set of family laws that strive to be compatible both with sharia and international conventions on human rights. </p>]]>
        <![CDATA[<p>The result is not what anyone would call a liberal democratic paradise. One human rights activist painted for me a byzantine portrait of electoral corruption, involving "mediators" who "organize" votes on behalf of candidates. Others point out that if the demonstrators I saw at the parliament had been Islamic radicals or Western Saharan guerrilla leaders, rather than trade unionists, the police might not have been quite so blasé. Though women have legal rights, cultural restraints remain. A tiny fraction of the population reads newspapers, even fewer have Internet access, and somewhere between 40 and 50 percent of the country is illiterate; as a result, election turnout is very low. Political posters feature symbols, not words. </p>

<p>Yet in at least one sense, Morocco truly stands out: Alone in the region, the Moroccan government has admitted to carrying out political crimes, and it has set up a "Truth Commission" along South African and South American lines. Beginning in 2004, the commission investigated crimes, held televised hearings and paid compensation to some 23,000 victims and their families. The crimes in question -- arbitrary arrests, "disappearances," torture, executions -- occurred during the reign of King Hassan II, who died in 1999. The Truth Commission is the creation of his son, King Mohammed VI. But although this acknowledgement of wrongdoing was made possible by a generational change, it did not require a regime change. There was no revolution, no violence. The king is still the king, and he still has his collection of antique cars. </p>

<p>The result of the Truth Commission's work is a kind of social peace. Not everybody likes the monarchy, but even its opponents concede that the break with the past is real: If nothing else, people feel it's safe to speak openly, safe to form civil rights groups, safe to criticize the electoral process, even safe to complain about the king. Saadia Belmir -- a Moroccan judge and the first female Muslim member of the U.N. Committee on Torture -- told me that despite obstacles, "we can now build the future on the basis of our good understanding of the past." Controversially, perpetrators were allowed to fade into the background. But the crosscurrents of anger and revenge that might otherwise have marked the young king's reign have subsided. </p>

<p>Is this a model for others? The Moroccans think so, and they have quietly "shared their experiences" with African and Middle Eastern neighbors. Belmir told me that an informal group had been working on setting up a Truth Commission in Togo; others hint at Jordan, though of course that's unofficial. They all hasten to point out that their formula -- slow transformation under the aegis of a (so far) popular king -- doesn't apply everywhere. One thinks wistfully of the shah of Iran and of what might have been. </p>

<p>Still, watching the extraordinary range of clothing and skin colors on the Moroccan streets, one takes away at least one thought: Transformation from authoritarianism to democracy is possible, even in an avowedly Islamic state, even with an ethnically mixed population, even with the presence of a jihadist fringe. More importantly: It is possible to acknowledge and discuss human rights violations in this culture, just as they can be discussed elsewhere. Just because much of the Arab world lacks the political will to change doesn't mean that change is always and forever impossible. </p>

<p>applebaumletters@washpost.com </p>]]>
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<entry>
    <title>Reflections from the Majorelle Garden</title>
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    <published>2009-06-29T19:29:16Z</published>
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    <summary>So here we sit, Kevin et moi (Sarinda) on a cool green bench in the middle of the Jardin Majorelle – a bamboo, floral, bird-filled palm oasis in Marrakech, Yves Saint Laurent&apos;s dream and creation. We&apos;ll blog a bit together....</summary>
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        <![CDATA[<p>So here we sit, Kevin et moi (Sarinda) on a cool green bench in the middle of the Jardin Majorelle – a bamboo, floral, bird-filled palm oasis in Marrakech, Yves Saint Laurent's dream and creation.  We'll blog a bit together.  </p>

<p>So what do we feel about Marrakech? <br />
KX: it's cooler, the weather is more pleasant than in Fes.  The roads are more spacious even though we have to jump to the side to avoid being hit by speeding motorcycles! <br />
SPW: Pedestrians certainly don't have the right of way.  I do miss seeing donkeys (and the donkey 'trash truck' passing each day in Fes Medina.) But we learned quickly to walk in a line, listen for the quick series of beeps, whistles, honks or shouts of “balek!” which means “attention!” in French or “watch out” in English I guess. <br />
KX: I really like the square Jamaa el Fna.  Lots of cafes, petits magasins, performing artists (snake charmers, story tellers, dancers, traditional Berber musicians)   Most important is the food!  There must be like 100 restaurants there.  And the orange juice which you can find nowhere else in the world. Oh...don't forget the gelati... I haven't had such a taste since my last summer in the Amalfi coast.<br />
SPW: The bees like the gelati too. Each morning we share our jam and honey with them, too. Copious  Moroccan breakfasts (homemade bread in our homestays, tea, a variety of crepes, honey, confitures, cafe au lait, brioches, baguette, pistachio/banana yogurt, hard-boiled eggs when we're in hotels...) start us off well.  Happily, while breakfast isn't so new to us, (most of) our digestive systems are agreeing with all these vetetable and chicken or beef tagines, couscous, beef and chicken brochettes, pastillas (chicken or pigeon and almonds in a flaky pastry dusted with cinnamon and powdered sugar – I admit to having ordered chicken rather than pigeon!  <br />
So we've already had one person decide he'll come back here for his honeymoon.  (Christina just came by our bench and says she will, too.)   It IS a romantic city in many ways:  sitting inside a riad like Gita's listening to a gentle fountain, coexisting peacefully with so many other people in this city and then hearing the calls to prayer, we feel the harmony of busy activity and more spiritual introspection. <br />
OK - Kevin's feeling left out:  I'll pass back to him with a question:  Kevin, what are three things that have surprised you in Marrakech?<br />
KX: Well, it's not easy to pick up only three things... Anyway, I would say they are the well-preserved Riads, the incredible food, and the friendly people. Through the Riads, we've learned a lot about traditional Moroccan architecture as well as the Islam cultures. Personally, I've always loved eating and    just one thing, you've got to try the fresh juices here. Bargaining is a kind of art here.<br />
SPW:   OUI!   What's the secret, Kevin, in your mind?<br />
KX: You need to make friends with the shopkeeper, which is actually not that difficult. You start with “Salam Alikum” (President Obama used the same way in his Cairo speech), and tell them a little bit about yourself. As Kempie told us earlier, very few things in Morocco have a fixed price. So, we must be very patient in haggling down the prices. I always tell them “Je suis un etudiant et Je n'ai pas d'argent,” hoping they will give a “special” price for me. Sometimes you even need to pretend that you can't afford the price they asked and walk out of the shop, slowly. Then they'll probably drag you back and agree to the price you've offered if they can accept it.<br />
SPW: Time is up, and we're off to Ourika (the high Atlas mountains) so I want to just add something about waking up in Morocco.  For the past two days I've wondered if the 4 am call to prayer has even happened.  This morning I finally heard it, loud and crisp projecting from the minaret just next to our hotel. It's a nice snooze button – three more hours to slumber until the roosters begin to wake me.  The other day I asked everyone how they were waking up each day.  Genevieve's response wins the prize:  “Well, I set my alarm each day for 7 but there's a donkey outside my homestay front door, so he gets me going by 6:30.”   </p>]]>
        
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<entry>
    <title>Greetings from Anne</title>
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    <published>2009-06-29T19:26:27Z</published>
    <updated>2009-06-29T19:28:06Z</updated>
    
    <summary>Although I&apos;m sifting through unexpected sicknesses (nothing too worrying, Mummy!), I&apos;ve found myself really enjoying all that Morocco offers. One of the most surprising and noteworthy experiences I&apos;ve had thus far was in Fes. Genevieve and I were strolling through...</summary>
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        <name>Marie</name>
        
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        <![CDATA[<p>Although I'm sifting through unexpected sicknesses (nothing too worrying, Mummy!), I've found myself really enjoying all that Morocco offers.  One of the most surprising and noteworthy experiences I've had thus far was in Fes.  Genevieve and I were strolling through the medina and encountered an interesting shop, filled with assorted touristy items (camel toys, small tajines, etc).  We entered and were greeted by a friendly shopkeeper.  After purchasing a few items (and bargaining, of course!), the shopkeeper invited us to have tea with him later in the afternoon.  This kind of generosity is unsurpassed in most other countries I've visited, and yet this is only one example of the continuous gestures of kindness. </p>

<p>I love/miss my Mummy, Daddy, and tibbies very much.  Hope all is well!</p>

<p>Love,<br />
Anne</p>

<p>P.S. Anne is feeling much better now and according to her, she is back to her normal self! Alhamdoulilah!</p>]]>
        
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<entry>
    <title>Enjoying a Riad Rest</title>
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    <published>2009-06-29T19:24:36Z</published>
    <updated>2009-06-29T19:26:11Z</updated>
    
    <summary>6/26 – Marrakech, 6:30 PM We are all finding it surprisingly difficult to write down what we are living, except perhaps in a private journal, which a number of us are keeping. Right now I am alone in one of...</summary>
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        <name>Marie</name>
        
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        <![CDATA[<p>6/26 – Marrakech, 6:30 PM</p>

<p>We are all finding it surprisingly difficult to write down what we are living, except perhaps in a private journal, which a number of us are keeping. Right now I am alone in one of the main sitting rooms of Gita Sellman's Riad. I hear the fan, the beautiful and constant song of birds, a few voices from below, and the now familiar and wonderful aroma of Moroccan cooking is making its way up to me. I am torn between launching myself into a run-down of everything we have done – just today – and going downstairs to settle into Gita's library, which is a feast unto itself. In fact, I think that I am going to do the latter. I want to share that I think that many of us are simultaneously more stimulated and more reflective than we are accustomed to being in our everyday lives. The two experiences are a bit difficult to reconcile, because they draw our energies in different directions. We will be processing for weeks, months, and some of us possibly years to come, so apologies to those friends and family who have been looking for the instant gratification blog entries that we naively promised pre-departure. Many pictures will soon be available, and the images may well speak better than our words. Like others, I miss friends and family, but am feeling incredibly blessed. Hum dullah.</p>]]>
        
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<entry>
    <title>Greetings from Lauren &amp; Emmy</title>
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    <published>2009-06-29T19:21:31Z</published>
    <updated>2009-06-29T19:23:37Z</updated>
    
    <summary>At Emmy&apos;s homestay in Fes, the shower had been broken for over a year, so she had to use a bucket of water and a little bowl to dump water over her head! The first icy bowl was always the...</summary>
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        <name>Marie</name>
        
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        <![CDATA[<p>At Emmy's homestay in Fes, the shower had been broken for over a year, so she had to use a bucket of water and a little bowl to dump water over her head! The first icy bowl was always the worst, but when in Rome...</p>

<p>Before arriving in her homestay, Lauren was expecting an intimate experience with a traditional Moroccan family of 5, speaking purely French. Little did she know she would be spending 5 nights in a  multi-cultural bed and breakfast consisting of a Spanish couple, a French couple, and two other American students! In addition, of course, to the family members themselves and 50 of their closest friends – I guess you can never deny the impeccable Moroccan hospitality.</p>

<p>Walking through the streets of Fes, Lauren was quickly offered 5,000 camels for her hand in marriage! We were all quite impressed with this offer until Emmy received a bid for the whole desert!!! Too bad they both refused – think of all the money their parents could have made.</p>

<p>After arriving in Marrakech, shopping for our friends and family was a top priority. Lauren caught sight of “a lustrous bangle” and we hurried over to the stand to inspect. The man started out at a ridiculous price – 450DH! Lauren bargained it down to a mere 200DH, and insisted on being shown a test to prove that the metal was real silver. The vendor promptly produced a dagger and began sawing at the bracelet, leaving no mark: we were convinced. About 10 minutes later, in a second jewelry store, Lauren tried to buy a silver ring, and cited the price of her bracelet as a bargaining tool. Unfortunately, the seller quickly showed the bangle to be a fraud; it wasn't really silver! </p>

<p>Despite periods of discomfort while pulling through colds and stomach aches, it is clear that both Emmy and Lauren are experiencing a culture unlike they have ever seen before, and enjoying every minute of it!</p>

<p>Lauren & Emmy</p>]]>
        
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<entry>
    <title>Berber Home-stays</title>
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    <published>2009-06-28T20:01:25Z</published>
    <updated>2009-06-28T20:17:02Z</updated>
    
    <summary>I spoke with Kempie and the group had just returned from a pleasant day-hike in the High Atlas foothills. Tonight, group home-stays commence with home-cooked mountain fare, many laughing children, and prodigious amounts of mint tea. There is no Internet...</summary>
    <author>
        <name>Alex Safos</name>
        
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        <![CDATA[<p>I spoke with Kempie and the group had just returned from a pleasant day-hike in the High Atlas foothills. Tonight, group home-stays commence with home-cooked mountain fare, many laughing children, and prodigious amounts of mint tea. There is no Internet connectivity in the village, so student postings will have to wait until the next leg in Essaouira. </p>

<p>The group is not staying exactly in this setting, but to provide some perspective, this is a typical summer scene in the High Atlas Mountains (the highest in North Africa--with Morocco laying claim to the highest peak, Mount Toubkal, at 13,671 feet):</p>

<p><img alt="High Atlas scene 2.jpg" src="http://global-lab.org/mt/NCS07/High%20Atlas%20scene%202.jpg" width="500" height="335" /></p>]]>
        
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<entry>
    <title>Into The High Atlas Mountains</title>
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    <published>2009-06-27T14:23:02Z</published>
    <updated>2009-06-27T14:37:09Z</updated>
    
    <summary>The group has arrived in the mountain village of Ourika where they&apos;ve just enjoyed a delicious welcome lunch with requisite Berber hospitality. After urban perspectives in Casablanca, Fes, and Marrakech, all will now experience a more rugged, rural setting for...</summary>
    <author>
        <name>Alex Safos</name>
        
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        <![CDATA[<p>The group has arrived in the mountain village of Ourika where they've just enjoyed a delicious welcome lunch with requisite Berber hospitality. After urban perspectives in Casablanca, Fes, and Marrakech, all will now experience a more rugged, rural setting for the next few days. This afternoon, the students will survey their rural development project--creating a sustainable garden, planting trees, and building an irrigation system all for a local school--and will begin their community service effort tomorrow. Kempie and Marie have collected some additional student blog entries, and these will be posted as soon as they can acquire a reliable Internet connection (which may not be until their arrival in Essaouira). So check back for these reflections.   </p>

<p>--Alex  </p>]]>
        
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<entry>
    <title>Adventures in Marrakesh</title>
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    <published>2009-06-25T21:57:51Z</published>
    <updated>2009-06-25T22:03:45Z</updated>
    
    <summary> Hi families! We are Taesoo, Christina and Da, and it is our eighth day in Morocco. We all are exhausted after our seven-hour-long train ride from Fes to Marrakesh. Our days in Fes went by pretty quickly, and we...</summary>
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        <name>Marie</name>
        
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        <![CDATA[<p><br />
Hi families! We are Taesoo, Christina and Da, and it is our eighth day in Morocco. We all are exhausted after our seven-hour-long train ride from Fes to Marrakesh. Our days in Fes went by pretty quickly, and we all miss our home stay families and their hospitality. In Fes, we found out that our stereotype of Arabic women doesn't seem to apply to the Moroccan women. They are free to wear what they want, although some choose to remain conservative by wearing Hijabs (the head coverings). Contrary to our expectation, a lot of them are very well educated and are already playing important roles in the society.</p>

<p>So we are in Marrakesh! Marrkesh is also known as the rose city for its roses, and the queen city for its acceptance of the homosexual community. We are excited about and looking forward to our three days in Marrakesh!<br />
</p>]]>
        
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<entry>
    <title>Arrival in &quot;The Pearl of the South&quot;--Marrakech</title>
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    <published>2009-06-24T17:06:42Z</published>
    <updated>2009-06-24T17:18:33Z</updated>
    
    <summary>We received a message from Kempie that the group has made its way to Marrakech, Morocco&apos;s buzzing, 2nd largest city. They will begin their introduction with an evening tour of the famous Djemaa el Fna--a square teeming with acrobats, henna...</summary>
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        <name>Alex Safos</name>
        
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        <![CDATA[<p>We received a message from Kempie that the group has made its way to Marrakech, Morocco's buzzing, 2nd largest city. They will begin their introduction with an evening tour of the famous Djemaa el Fna--a square teeming with acrobats, henna artists, musicians, fortune-tellers, magicians, snake charmers, storytellers, and countless vendors of kebabs, fresh-squeezed OJ, and dates. There's no place else like it. Check back for their impressions. </p>

<p>-Alex   </p>]]>
        
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<entry>
    <title>Taking it all in...</title>
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    <published>2009-06-22T21:12:11Z</published>
    <updated>2009-06-22T21:21:25Z</updated>
    
    <summary>Our last days in Fes are going quickly! The daily French and Darija (Moroccan Arabic) classes have been enlightening academically as well as useful in our day-to-day interactions with Moroccans in restaurants, shops, and our cultural activities. Everyone is learning...</summary>
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        <name>Marie</name>
        
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        <![CDATA[<p>Our last days in Fes are going quickly!  The daily French and Darija (Moroccan Arabic) classes have been enlightening academically as well as useful in our day-to-day interactions with Moroccans in restaurants, shops, and our cultural activities.  Everyone is learning conversational Arabic at an impressive rate!  After our final classes today we had a lunchtime discussion with Fatima Amrani, a noted feminist scholar who spoke about the history and current state of feminism in Islam and in Morocco as well as the recent reforms to the family code.  She was a bright and engaging speaker whose lecture sparked many questions and a lot of informative discussion.</p>

<p>Our afternoons have been spent learning about restoration and preservation of the beautiful architecture and tilework of the old city of Fes, and yesterday we were able to try our hand at creating a piece of traditional Moroccan plasterwork – much harder than the skilled craftsmen make it look!</p>

<p><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/79387285@N00/3649687907/" title="042 by globallearners, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3374/3649687907_4e7bd85f54.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="042" /></a></p>

<p>Last night, we were able to take in a concert of Issawa (drums, horns, and singing) music last night at a local cafe – and a few of us were even brave enough to dance.  </p>

<p><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/79387285@N00/3649694443/" title="051 by globallearners, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3340/3649694443_2f1baf19d9.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="051" /></a></p>

<p>Today we had a calligraphy lesson from a classically trained artist who works both in the traditional style and who has participated in fusion projects like “Calligraffiti”, tying together modern and ancient art forms.</p>]]>
        
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