Posts tagged Morocco
Posts tagged Morocco
I almost didn’t recognise his voice, deeper yet still soft with prepubescence, when Youssef picked up the phone.
I got excited, momentarily lost in wonder. “Is that really him? God, how tall he is now?”
I think back to summer days, lounging in the neighbour’s olive groves, sunlight dappling our faces. The kids running across the grass, playing tag and laughing loudly. I picture the still green leaves and the red clay walls, brown earth and clear streams.
I cannot wait to cross land and ocean, to pull up to a smoke-filled, sun-soaked entrance. To ring on the bell and have the metal door yanked open. To see beaming smiles and to cover various cheeks with frantic kisses, to tousle hair and clap backs.
It’s been three years and there’s a part of me calling home.
Handcrafted and detailed work being done on site by a small group of skilled craftsman from Fez
Grandfather and his little son, Atlas mountains of Morocco
Jemaa el Fna
Morocco. Fez.Quaraouiyyin. Mosque. 1972
Qif : stop
That’s the literal meaning, it’s actual meaning in Morocco is “Don’t mind this traffic sign, just do whatever it is you’d like to do”. XD
Not the Valley of Roses I want to visit but beautiful all the same.
Many are often enthralled by European Colonialism and its vast influence on often bastardizing, robbing, exploiting, and conquering large portions of the world and converting them to their sub-par ways of life in an attempt for their own “Superiority” Complexes and often developing inferiority…
You know, when people say to me, “So you’re Arab?”
And I reply with, “Not really…”
This is why.
Reminds me of the eight-hour train journey from Marrakech to Fes (the one time I’ve been to that city) and the slightly shorter journey (4 hours - 5??) from Marrakech to Rabat.
Lovely when you have good company, some komeer with La Vache or fromage 7mer and a seat (don’t forget the essential Sidi Ali).
Not so great if it’s midnight and packed to bursting.
Just had a video conversation with the family in Morocco: the audio kept cutting so I had to get creative with my facial expressions and gestures.
For the most part, they understood what I was saying but I cracked up so much when I tried to sign that “I’ll be there [in Morocco, ze3ma] in 10 mins, just let me get my kharqa on and I’ll grab the next flight.” They thought I was saying, “I’ll be back in 10 mins, I’ll get my kharqa on cos I’m gonna pray.” Not quite.
I miss them so much.