One week after a baby is born, a ram is slaughtered in his or her honor, and the baby is officially named. Following the slaughter in the morning is a huge party in the afternoon and evening. Animal sacrifice seems an appropriate ending to my service.
This new bundle of joy was plopped in my arms the moment I walked in my host family’s door. His name is Ryan.
Back in Fes, the Imperial City
The Atlas Mountains. I won’t miss riding the Tishka, but the view is certainly beautiful.
“If it’s time to go, remember what you’re leaving.” – The Eleventh Doctor My last few days in Zagora were complete pandemonium, including lots of goodbyes from friends, colleagues, and even people I barely know. Now that my last day has arrived, it all feels so surreal. I spent the last several hours with my favorite…
Pottery maker and Junior Pottery Maker. The little kids are experts at getting tourists to fork over money. This kid cleans up. Don’t be fooled by those innocent little faces!
My last souk day
This family is awesome — not in the least because their children can fly.
Cartoons are universally entertaining, obviously. 10 points to the first person who guesses this movie correctly!