Photos: Sahara
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Photos: Driving Morocco
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A Merry Moroccan Birthday
Originally Published on St. Olaf's Term in the Middle East Group Blog. On our last Thursday evening in Fez, Lauren and I were invited to a birthday party by our host sister, Mejda. The party was for her friend Rita, whom Lauren and I had met before, and she was adamant that we should attend. Not wanting to miss out on an opportunity to experience a real Moroccan celebration (we’ve heard they know how to have a good time), and desperately seeking an excuse to return to the wor
Photos: Eid Al-Adha
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Harem
harem- noun 1. The part of a palace or house reserved for the residence of women.
2 .The women of a (Muslim) household, including the mother, sisters, wives, concubines, daughters, entertainers and servants. Note: Definitions retain to gender distinction. The feminine is defined in relation to otherness, that is, separate from male. Harem therefore becomes reliant on the presence of males in order to create and make distinct this otherness. According to definition, without t
Medina at Night
Originally Published on St. Olaf's Term in the Middle East Group Blog. The city retires early. When the sun sets at 5:30 over the towering walls of the medina, the winding roads are empty. The German tourists with unsightly mullets, the braying donkeys with their loads of Coca-Cola, the coercive shopkeepers with shelves and shelves of turquoise earrings and worn yellow-leathered shoes – they all disappear, stall doors snapped shut. Where they go is unclear. Perhaps to night c
Photos: Day-to-Day in Fez
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Photos: Medina Wandering
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How Much is that Camel Head in the Window? : Food Ethics in Morocco
Originally Published on St. Olaf's Term in the Middle East Group Blog. Kule, Kule. Lauren. Jessica. Kule!” I do not know Colloquial Moroccan Arabic, but in the limited time since my arrival in Fez, I have learned this one word, kul, well: eat. My host mother, Helema, a warm, round babushka of a women, easily in her seventies, likewise knows nothing of English, which makes for many a confusing conversation, often including ridiculous pantomimes. However, three times a day, we
Photos: Cafe Clock Time
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