Taken in Oued Low (probably misspelled), a beachy town in the north.
I haven’t posted anything in forever!! But I returned a few days ago from a bit of traveling and have a few photos, and way too much time, so I’m posting a few. Does anyone still read this? Not thinking so! But on the off-chance someone is, hello and how are you?
I spend so much time thinking about English for my work that I have stopped studying Arabic. This must change.
The end.
New roomie introduced this video to me. Harvey Milk, still relevant and still important.
I’m beginning a series called “Strange Things I See in Morocco”, in which I will post…wait for it…strange things I see in Morocco. This is exhibit number 1.
I have been out of commission for the past few days due to an illness that loves nothing more than to toy with me. I went to a clinic last night and the dreaded ‘Swine Flu: H1N1” was tossed around, but in the end it was decided I’m just…sick. So now I’m pumped full of medicine and just lying around, waiting for all bodily functions to return to normal. Just thought I’d share.
Carrie Chapman Catt (via borgomani) (via quote-book)
i really kind of love this
A short opinion-based article on the death of Neda, who has since become a martyr for the cause of Iranian reform. I am ignorant to the history of Iran and all the elements of the current situation facing Iranians, but articles like this shed light, even if it’s only a little ray.



