The emotions can take place all at once, randomly or never. For years the hope, or perhaps it’s a thought, the payback will happen. The suffering has been unbearable. Birth of the suffering starts young. Over years it increases and decreases depending on the levels of involvement. Crying, fighting, and trying to be strong.
“Strong”, mentally!!
For the majority of people this takes years to develop. How does a child achieve it in their first decade of life? They can’t…..
What they can do is ignore, block, and push down what the not yet “strong” part of them cannot conquer.
Remember the few times that created smiles :)
Try and forget all the promises that were never kept, an insurmountable number :(
The teenager arrives in the 2nd decade. The “know it all”, able to talk back and speak what partly is on their mind. The attempt to try in some way to mend what already has gone far beyond mending. The cards, letters, excuses whatever it takes to try and gain a morsel back of what the relationship must have been, at one point, VERY early in life.
Stories have been told about that VERY early time. The joy of arrival and the pleasure it brought, if only temporary, to so many people who have, each in their own unique way, been suffering for years.
Time to fly, leave the nest, leave it all behind. HUGE sigh….an escape. Don’t speak to soon. There is never an escape. One progresses through the college years – “the name of the institution unknown for the entire duration”. Aren’t they proud of such an accomplishment? The first one to achieve what the others have not.
NO they are not….
An adult, in some sense of the word, develops. The child becomes the adult and the adult seems to constantly revert back to their immature, adolescent ways. Once you are unhappy, they are so very happy. Narcissistic Behavior Disorder is the one that seems to be the best description. Everyone harbors some type of disorder – right?
Give up, just give up, it’s time.
Fast forward to the 4th decade. It has happened, others have known for ages. Those who matter the most have not, nothing new in this story. You can feel the ache in your heart, you can cry, scream, laugh, talk, drink, run, but in the end one will do what has been happening since decade 1 - - ignore, block, and push down what the “still” not yet “strong” part of the person cannot conquer.
November 7, 2010
December 19, 2009
NO - NO - NO
I hate it,
I hate it,
I hate the snow!!
Someone please,
Please make it gooooooo.
A blanket of white,
Sooooooo not right......
I hate it,
I hate the snow!!
Someone please,
Please make it gooooooo.
A blanket of white,
Sooooooo not right......
September 20, 2009
REFLECTION
Writing in this space that exists in the middle of nowhere is an interesting place to be, a place that I often feel I live in.
Labor Day 2009 marks 1 year that I have been back in America.
Still in PA, still without a job of any real significance. I have, called and e-mail and followed-up again and again with so many people, people in high positions. Zero luck. I now sit at a desk 8 hours a day and listen to people who don’t even know me getting angry with me for something I have no control over.
It’s a job I keep telling myself, a little bit of money to put in the wallet. Money to buy my wine from time to time and keep my sanity. O right and make my car payment. 1st time in my life that I actually had to buy a car. The years and years of company cars have come to an end.
I live in a space, not my space, not a bed but in a room, not a bedroom. I do have a roof over my head for that I am thankful.
I have reunited with people who I have not seen in over 20 years. I have met new people that I am so very thankful are now in my life. Others who I wish never entered my life because they are so cruel and so one way. It’s humbling, stifling, boring, and saddening some days. Other days it just time that passes.
I have learned new skills on jobs that I would never have thought I could have done in my life. Hydrolazers, Isophase, Alter X, Condenser Bay, Turbine, and Dosimeter. Words that were foreign to me are now part of my ever expanding vocabulary. A month of “Silkwood”!!
Looking on the positive side of the road. I run, I am running again, I run fast, the fastest I have ever run in my whole life. I’ve won medals and trophies. Will I ever be on the level of elite – LOL not by a long shot. Will I ever be able to understandPre Jr. or get that high…not so much but it feels good on a certain level. I am finally fit…to others, in their eyes. In my head is a different story. Damn you ED.
Don’t ever say “yous” or Illi”noise” or “TAger” or “ain’t”. Keep your grammar and accent in check. You worked hard to get out and now you will have to work even HARDER to get out again.
People who think they have authority over you will someday come to the realization who you are and what you have to offer. Worldly, ambitious, savvy, adventurous, not afraid and ready to go at a moments notice.
Labor Day 2009 marks 1 year that I have been back in America.
Still in PA, still without a job of any real significance. I have, called and e-mail and followed-up again and again with so many people, people in high positions. Zero luck. I now sit at a desk 8 hours a day and listen to people who don’t even know me getting angry with me for something I have no control over.
It’s a job I keep telling myself, a little bit of money to put in the wallet. Money to buy my wine from time to time and keep my sanity. O right and make my car payment. 1st time in my life that I actually had to buy a car. The years and years of company cars have come to an end.
I live in a space, not my space, not a bed but in a room, not a bedroom. I do have a roof over my head for that I am thankful.
I have reunited with people who I have not seen in over 20 years. I have met new people that I am so very thankful are now in my life. Others who I wish never entered my life because they are so cruel and so one way. It’s humbling, stifling, boring, and saddening some days. Other days it just time that passes.
I have learned new skills on jobs that I would never have thought I could have done in my life. Hydrolazers, Isophase, Alter X, Condenser Bay, Turbine, and Dosimeter. Words that were foreign to me are now part of my ever expanding vocabulary. A month of “Silkwood”!!
Looking on the positive side of the road. I run, I am running again, I run fast, the fastest I have ever run in my whole life. I’ve won medals and trophies. Will I ever be on the level of elite – LOL not by a long shot. Will I ever be able to understandPre Jr. or get that high…not so much but it feels good on a certain level. I am finally fit…to others, in their eyes. In my head is a different story. Damn you ED.
Don’t ever say “yous” or Illi”noise” or “TAger” or “ain’t”. Keep your grammar and accent in check. You worked hard to get out and now you will have to work even HARDER to get out again.
People who think they have authority over you will someday come to the realization who you are and what you have to offer. Worldly, ambitious, savvy, adventurous, not afraid and ready to go at a moments notice.
January 10, 2009
What A Long Strange Trip It's Been
To all readers who have followed my blog from the beginning I THANK YOU. I am honored and grateful that you would spend your precious time reading my thoughts and feelings. For a first time blogger I believe I can say it has served its purpose. I was able to keep my family and friends informed of what was taking place on my fabulous journey. It’s a shame no one was able to experience it with me. See 1st hand where I lived and get a dose of an amazing culture. I received some very interesting comments and was introduced to people who I was unaware would even bother looking at my measly blog.
As all things do this too must come to an end. My Moroccan adventure is over and I guess I should say MY adventure is over for NOW. Well - wait - - does it ever really end? I will always keep hope deep in my heart that someday soon I will travel extensively again. That I will be given the opportunity or lucky enough to be able to do what I am so very passionate about. Humanitarian work speaks volumes to me. What Angelina, Oprah and Bono do for those less fortunate would be my dream job. A crazy comparison I realize but none the less it gets my point across. A few million dollars might help also? I will continue to search and research that avenue because I know it will fill my soul. I will feel as if I am finally doing something that has purpose and meaning. A way to keep my inner fire burning.
Wishing you all a 2009 that is lived at risk because you decide to pursue your dreams, rather than just dreaming them....
Happy New Year
BESLEMMA
As all things do this too must come to an end. My Moroccan adventure is over and I guess I should say MY adventure is over for NOW. Well - wait - - does it ever really end? I will always keep hope deep in my heart that someday soon I will travel extensively again. That I will be given the opportunity or lucky enough to be able to do what I am so very passionate about. Humanitarian work speaks volumes to me. What Angelina, Oprah and Bono do for those less fortunate would be my dream job. A crazy comparison I realize but none the less it gets my point across. A few million dollars might help also? I will continue to search and research that avenue because I know it will fill my soul. I will feel as if I am finally doing something that has purpose and meaning. A way to keep my inner fire burning.
Wishing you all a 2009 that is lived at risk because you decide to pursue your dreams, rather than just dreaming them....
Happy New Year
BESLEMMA
December 22, 2008
Beyond Cold
This is soooo not right and the sad part it that temp. is not even correct it's currently 8:30AM and 5 degrees. Who in their right mind would ever want to live in such conditions? My body certainly is not made for this weather. Yesterday was the Winter Solstice and it has come on full force.
Friday was a snow day for "the kids" and the subs -yahoo!! I decided to search sites of places that were warm-HOT, had green grass, blue water and sand. It's 65 in Morocco today. My positive spirit resides in those temps.
The backyard in Sugarloaf, PA
December 7, 2008
REFLECTION
Bitter cold winter weekends in PA leave a lot of time to think and/or reflect. It's in the 20's here with a light dusting of snow on the grass and trees. People all over are getting ready for the holiday. My Moms house sits next to a Christmas Tree farm so people have been up and down the long drive all weekend. Cutting, dragging, and securing their dream tree on their vehicles, and did I mention FREEZING! I must admit upfront I have never been a holiday person. I know BA-HUM-BUG....blah, blah, blah. Today the house is being decorated and I would rather do anything else then help decorate. However the alternative is to go outside.
No Thank You! As I type this I am sitting at the computer with a wool sweater, wools socks and a ski hat on, pathetic I know. Thus my love of HOT Mediterranean weather.
Back to Reflection.
Over the years I have written down several quotes that have spoken to my soul.
I'd like to share some with you.
1996:
"There is a luxury in being quiet in the heart of chaos."-virginia wolf
"Sometimes it takes years to really grasp what has really happened to your life."
-william rudolph
-william rudolph
"To sense when it's time to go is so hard-to leave a secure thing, a loving thing." "But that's what'll preserve the friendship. If you go past that time, you sacrifice it....." "But it's hard.
It is so hard."-lili taylor
2003
"Love your incredibly unique life, it is very short."-john olm
"Champagne for my real friends and real pain for my cham friends."-25th hour
"Hope and imagination are only consolations for the disappointments and sorrows of experience."-italo calvino
"The earth turned to bring us closer it turned on itself and in us until it finally brought us together in this dream." - 21grams
200?
"There are many things in life that will catch your eye but only a few will catch your heart pursue those."-unknown
2008
"Like a compass needle that points north, a man's accusing finger always finds a woman." "Always"-khaled hosseini
And my newest favorite - -
"Deliver me from him who does not tell the truth unless he stings,and from the man of good conduct and bad intentions, and from him who acquires self-esteem by finding fault in others."-kahlil gibran
The tree has arrived, Blue Spruce, and it smells amazing..........
November 13, 2008
It Can't Be Over Yet
Do you ever feel you’re in spiral motion waiting for the spinning to stop and it never does? Since December 2007 I have been living in that spiral. Hoping, praying that it will stop or at least slow down and allow me to get out. I made it through July and then came August I don’t think I will ever look at August the same again. I took a trip overseas for 3 weeks the place was incredibly beautiful but the situation was sometimes unbearable. I met some remarkable people who I know will be my friends forever and I feel so thankful to have them in my life, others I met well……
I was O so tan and enjoying the weather to the fullest but even for me the lover of sea, sun and sand I was forced to take breaks because my body was baking like a pie. Daily drinks, tons of food, late nights and not enough exercise makes Beth not on her “A” game.
Labor Day I was back in America unexpected by most but maybe not out of the question to others. Living in PA again but this time with Mom. My brother had the little one early on but now she is back in the nest. I guess at the end of the day the return was inevitable – it was too much, a chore, uncomfortable, it bucked the norm. 2 of us within a span of 6 months must have been the straw that broke the camel’s back. Now it’s the 3 of us - in the tiny homestead, it will be challenging but we need to stick together because we only have each other. I never would have thought at this stage in my life I would be spending so much quality time with my Mother let alone living with her, it’s almost surreal.
November and I am still in PA how did this happen – ha? The job market is worse than ever, no breaking news to anyone! October I took on the role of substitute teaching in the Hazleton Area School District. I could not spend another day in the house doing nothing except chores. I was going stir crazy. The majority of my classes have been at a school very close to my Mom’s house. I have had classes from K-8 and everyday is a very different experience. I have a new found respect for teachers and the rigors they take on daily. I would have thought kindergarten would be a breeze. Cute, adorable 5 year olds certainly cannot be as challenging as hormonal 7th and 8th graders. Boy was I wrong. Out of 3 different KG classes I would have to say that 1 of them was the toughest day I have had so far since I started subbing. I can’t remember if this is how I felt about subs when I was in school. Was I ever as disrespectful to teachers as the teenagers at VEMS are to me? I certainly hope not….
Direction: a word that seems to be missing from my vocabulary of late. Up and Down, Back and Forth, Round and Round but no straight path leading to anywhere. I guess its life but it’s so very tiring and at times frustrating. When you pour yourself into something you expect or can only hope for desired results. After all these years I should realize for me that is not an option.
I am keeping my fingers crossed, everything crossed, that my journey begins again soon.
I was O so tan and enjoying the weather to the fullest but even for me the lover of sea, sun and sand I was forced to take breaks because my body was baking like a pie. Daily drinks, tons of food, late nights and not enough exercise makes Beth not on her “A” game.
Labor Day I was back in America unexpected by most but maybe not out of the question to others. Living in PA again but this time with Mom. My brother had the little one early on but now she is back in the nest. I guess at the end of the day the return was inevitable – it was too much, a chore, uncomfortable, it bucked the norm. 2 of us within a span of 6 months must have been the straw that broke the camel’s back. Now it’s the 3 of us - in the tiny homestead, it will be challenging but we need to stick together because we only have each other. I never would have thought at this stage in my life I would be spending so much quality time with my Mother let alone living with her, it’s almost surreal.
November and I am still in PA how did this happen – ha? The job market is worse than ever, no breaking news to anyone! October I took on the role of substitute teaching in the Hazleton Area School District. I could not spend another day in the house doing nothing except chores. I was going stir crazy. The majority of my classes have been at a school very close to my Mom’s house. I have had classes from K-8 and everyday is a very different experience. I have a new found respect for teachers and the rigors they take on daily. I would have thought kindergarten would be a breeze. Cute, adorable 5 year olds certainly cannot be as challenging as hormonal 7th and 8th graders. Boy was I wrong. Out of 3 different KG classes I would have to say that 1 of them was the toughest day I have had so far since I started subbing. I can’t remember if this is how I felt about subs when I was in school. Was I ever as disrespectful to teachers as the teenagers at VEMS are to me? I certainly hope not….
On a high note for November the Thorn Girls came to the East Coast. It was excellent to spend much needed bonding time with them. My girl KR-is-Ten, there is no other like her. The weekend turned out to be a mini Hafey reunion with our crew. Laughter, tears and a WHOLE LOT of kids.......
Direction: a word that seems to be missing from my vocabulary of late. Up and Down, Back and Forth, Round and Round but no straight path leading to anywhere. I guess its life but it’s so very tiring and at times frustrating. When you pour yourself into something you expect or can only hope for desired results. After all these years I should realize for me that is not an option.
I am keeping my fingers crossed, everything crossed, that my journey begins again soon.
It’s now so deep in my veins/soul it seems impossible to let go of.
November 12, 2008
STAY TUNED.......
I will be back VERY soon with some news/updates!
To be honest there has been so much going on I don't even know where the time has gone.
July, my last post, really......??
oh the horrors - sorry (dink) :0(
July 4, 2008
4th of July wishes to the crew in Morocco
Let's talk about Independence.....this has been my week to fully experience it.
My heart still resides in Morocco. I have been back in the states solo now since May 14th. Living with family and riding the roller coaster of life once again.
Spending 7 days with nothing more then your mind and wine certainly opens your eyes to many things. I made some good, which i am very proud of, decisions this week (thanks b) and others that remain questionable, also I hit a small pothole that didn't make the week any easier.
My family is on vacation in CT and Cape Cod. The annual 4th of July party at Cape Hoop. The west coast crew decided to make the trip this year too. I'm sure it's a blast.
One of my choices - to not go..........
Daily I search for a job, e-mail resumes, network, and make phone calls. It's a very humbling time and I would not wish it on anyone. This is hands down the worst time to be unemployed in the states. Damn I should have gotten on that plane.
I was very close to getting an interview at GWA in Casa. The job was to be the Admissions Officer at the school. However they decided last week the candidate needs to speak French - CRAP. It would have been a super job! They are keeping me posted if anything else comes up. The director is awesome and would love for me to come over for a visit and to meet the team. I recently found out there are now direct flights from JFK to Casa so WHY NOT! It would be as simple as a jaunt to the West Coast.
I wish I could tell you stories and adventures but they will be on hold for awhile.
I'm not giving up yet on going back or.......to "another spot" for my next adventure!
Happy Summer !!
Let's talk about Independence.....this has been my week to fully experience it.
My heart still resides in Morocco. I have been back in the states solo now since May 14th. Living with family and riding the roller coaster of life once again.
Spending 7 days with nothing more then your mind and wine certainly opens your eyes to many things. I made some good, which i am very proud of, decisions this week (thanks b) and others that remain questionable, also I hit a small pothole that didn't make the week any easier.
My family is on vacation in CT and Cape Cod. The annual 4th of July party at Cape Hoop. The west coast crew decided to make the trip this year too. I'm sure it's a blast.
One of my choices - to not go..........
Daily I search for a job, e-mail resumes, network, and make phone calls. It's a very humbling time and I would not wish it on anyone. This is hands down the worst time to be unemployed in the states. Damn I should have gotten on that plane.
I was very close to getting an interview at GWA in Casa. The job was to be the Admissions Officer at the school. However they decided last week the candidate needs to speak French - CRAP. It would have been a super job! They are keeping me posted if anything else comes up. The director is awesome and would love for me to come over for a visit and to meet the team. I recently found out there are now direct flights from JFK to Casa so WHY NOT! It would be as simple as a jaunt to the West Coast.
I wish I could tell you stories and adventures but they will be on hold for awhile.
I'm not giving up yet on going back or.......to "another spot" for my next adventure!
Happy Summer !!
April 22, 2008
Congrats To The Men of Morocco
112TH BOSTON MARATHON
Monday, April 21, 2008
DISTANCE - 26 miles, 385 yards (42.195 Kilometers)
2008 Top Men Finishers
1. Robert K. Cheruiyot - KEN - 2:07:46
2. Abderrahime Bouramdane - MAR - 2:09:04
3. Khalid El Boumlili - MAR - 2:10:35
Many Many Congrats also to everyone who was part of TNT this year.
WAY TO GO - I MISS YOU ALL!!
Monday, April 21, 2008
DISTANCE - 26 miles, 385 yards (42.195 Kilometers)
2008 Top Men Finishers
1. Robert K. Cheruiyot - KEN - 2:07:46
2. Abderrahime Bouramdane - MAR - 2:09:04
3. Khalid El Boumlili - MAR - 2:10:35
Many Many Congrats also to everyone who was part of TNT this year.
WAY TO GO - I MISS YOU ALL!!
April 20, 2008
Rain, Rain, GO AWAY
Since last Thursday "happy birthday" to me. Nothing, I mean nothing has gone right. It has been a non-stop week of one bad thing after another. The Black Cloud will not go away.
I hope this is not a peek at how my "XXth" year on this planet is going to be!
To top it off it is not only raining like mad in Tanger but we are getting HAIL.....
What in the world?? Thunder, Lightening and Hail on April 20th in Morocco.
TIA
I hope this is not a peek at how my "XXth" year on this planet is going to be!
To top it off it is not only raining like mad in Tanger but we are getting HAIL.....
What in the world?? Thunder, Lightening and Hail on April 20th in Morocco.
TIA
April 19, 2008
So Much To Tell
I am back in Morocco living in the bustling city of Tanger.
It's been a little over a month since I arrived.
Today I spent half the day in a Moroccan police station. I wish I had my camera with me.
Sunday I was headed to Gran Canaria for a weeks vacation but due to today's events that trip is cancelled.
Now I have no excuse with a free week(other then a side trip to Casa Blanca) ahead of me to fill you all in........
It's been a little over a month since I arrived.
Today I spent half the day in a Moroccan police station. I wish I had my camera with me.
Sunday I was headed to Gran Canaria for a weeks vacation but due to today's events that trip is cancelled.
Now I have no excuse with a free week(other then a side trip to Casa Blanca) ahead of me to fill you all in........
March 8, 2008
Is It MARCH Already
Very Soon - YES - VERY SOON I will be back to tell stories and share adventures. The past few months have been...well honestly, I don't have or know the right words. No excuses, No apologies just a BIG bump in the road or should I say in my life!?
I'm on the move again and today has been one of the worst travel days I think I have experienced. So much so that I will arrive a full 24 hours past the time I was originally due in my FINAL destination.
Tomorrow is a new day - HAPPY SUNDAY!
January 17, 2008
TIME, TIME, TIME
It's been ages.......I know. What can I say I am a huge procrastinator when it comes to writing this blog. It's almost stressful for me sometimes.
It's the new year and new things are happening in my life. I've been back in the states for a month now. Visiting, driving, flying, riding on trains and trying to survive the cold.
God how I truly detest this weather!!
What's next? I wish I could answer that myself. Limbo is an interesting place to be. No home, no firm roots, my computer, my suitcases and ME.
Since December 15th I've been on the move - -
Morocco
Spain
Massachusetts
Connecticut
New Jersey
Pennsylvania
New Jersey
Pennsylvania
Massachusetts
California and the journey continues.
February will be a "warm" month for me with Sea and Sand.
2 new places to discover and add to my list-can't wait.
This photo was taken from the terrace of my apartment in Morocco - YB#33
Look closely, your not seeing double!! (i need to brush up on my photo skills)
I Miss You Morocco
Before my departure from Morocco I made absolutely sure I went to the place I had always dreamed of visiting - Marrakesh......the trip was incredible.
Only one thing was missing, getting to meet "My Marrakesh".
I'll save that for next time when I will definitely stay at the "Peacock Pavilions"
It's the new year and new things are happening in my life. I've been back in the states for a month now. Visiting, driving, flying, riding on trains and trying to survive the cold.
God how I truly detest this weather!!
What's next? I wish I could answer that myself. Limbo is an interesting place to be. No home, no firm roots, my computer, my suitcases and ME.
Since December 15th I've been on the move - -
Morocco
Spain
Massachusetts
Connecticut
New Jersey
Pennsylvania
New Jersey
Pennsylvania
Massachusetts
California and the journey continues.
February will be a "warm" month for me with Sea and Sand.
2 new places to discover and add to my list-can't wait.
This photo was taken from the terrace of my apartment in Morocco - YB#33
Look closely, your not seeing double!! (i need to brush up on my photo skills)
I Miss You Morocco
Before my departure from Morocco I made absolutely sure I went to the place I had always dreamed of visiting - Marrakesh......the trip was incredible.
Only one thing was missing, getting to meet "My Marrakesh".
I'll save that for next time when I will definitely stay at the "Peacock Pavilions"
December 2, 2007
SUNSHINE
I know I promised a post on Thanksgiving which is way overdue but I thought I would warm your soul first - sorry I can't take away the chill that has covered the East Coast but maybe I can make you feel what I am right now.
It's almost 3:00 Sunday afternoon and thankfully I did not have a viewing trip today. I am "semi-quarantined" to my apt, which is another story in itself.... I am seated on one of my kitchen chairs on the very small terrace in the front of my apartment. On the terrace with me is my laundry rack where my oh so soft yellow sheets have been drying in the Sun all day. I hear the call to prayer in the background and can see a few men across the way playing a game of some sort on another terrace. It's a very quiet day here in Ylara Beach. Jess and Erik have been in London since Friday and the rest of the group well who knows I generally don't. I see a few clouds on the horizon but other then that it's an absolute blue sky......the sun is beaming down on my face and trying to give me a touch of color since I am once again white. Is it truly December 3rd.....what a glorious day. If I could send a ray of this warmth to each one of you that mean so much to me I would do it in a second. Stay warm today even if it's exists only in your mind and with thoughts of Morocco. Happy Sunday!!
Thanksgiving was uneventful and a typical night with a ton of food and way too many very loud kids. I appeared with Jess and Erik and disappeared with Jess as soon as we possibly/politely could. The End.
November 22, 2007
An Abundance Of Thanks
Today is Thanksgiving in America.
I can smell my Mother's Pumpkin Pie baking in the oven without even being there.
This evening we are having a dinner at a co-workers villa. A gathering of all the Americans who work for Compass. I am thankful to be able to share in the celebration.
It will be a strange Holiday season for me.
This will be the first time in my "xx" years that I will not be celebrating with my family.
I am thankful they will be together and can share the Holiday.
I have asked them to eat double portions for me.......
I have a "Jack B Little" on my desk which I received as a gift and it makes me smile everyday.
I am thankful for the people in my life who do small things which keep my spirits up.
Enjoy the day with your family and friends!!
Happy, Happy Thanksgiving From Morocco.
November 8, 2007
ahhhhh....Asilah
Another day trip taken "the day after" my trip to Chefchaouen.
WHOOPS - how could I forget......
WHOOPS - how could I forget......
CONGRATULATIONS
"RED SOX" & "PATRIOTS"
My trip was taken on a Sunday once again during Ramadan but it was a beautiful day and teh shops and restaurants were all open. Asilah is a very artsy seaside town approximately 40 minute south of Tanger on the Atlantic. Bye-Bye beautiful Blue Mediterranean. There were many art galleries and stores with one of a kind pottery and candle holders. A new found place for me to shop.
I bought a very Moroccan hand painted bedside table and a very cool pair of leather flip-flops.
I also met 2 wonderful people. A very pleasant, attractive young Moroccan girl name Safae who was selling unique Moroccan clothes and bags designed by a women in Tanger. She spoke incredible English and was very well educated. The store was tiny but was decorated to perfection, less is more. The name of the store in Tanger is boutique "EXCENTRICA", which I tracked down a week later.
The 2nd person I met was Tarik. I was up the alley a bit trying to make a deal on a bedside table when my hear caught the sound of Tracy Chapman. What are the chances?? While the cabinet maker was still chewing on the deal I offered I decided to give him a few minutes and follow that music.
A few paces down the voice of Miss Chapman became louder. I entered a very small room which had several hand-painted tiles displayed. Next to this room was the artist's workshop and who knows perhaps his home as well. A young boy with dreadlocks walked in behind me and I praised him on his choice of music. The language barrier jumped right out but I was able to get by with the few words of Arabic I know. His name was Tarik and his small gallery spoke volumes. I bought 2 of his tiles - 1 "which may be a photo of him" a surfer with board in tow and another with my favorite number on it. He wrapped them up for me, not in a plastic or paper bag but, in a vibrant colored page of an English magazine that was advertising beautiful furniture it was perfect. I asked him if I could take some photos of his workshop, you will see those in the slide show. Take a close look - very interesting.
It was a nice day out and a place I will absolutely visit again!
I hope you Enjoy The Journey as much as I did.
October 24, 2007
SOX - ROX
My internet is FINALLY back after being out at my apartment for almost 3 weeks, in the nick of time I might add! 
It’s 2:15 AM in Morocco and 10:15 PM on the East Coast but no matter where you are in the world it’s the bottom of the 4th at the 2007 World Series at Fenway Park in Boston. Tek just helped push the lead to 6-1. Jess and I started watching the game at her place on Slingbox at Midnight. After 2 innings it was time for her to go to bed since she has a manager’s meeting in the morning. We had been eating sweet-tarts all night that her Mom sent over in a Halloween care package. I am fully wired at this point. The internet strength I have is not strong enough to stream video so what’s a Red Sox Girl to do?
I’ve decided to purchase MLB Audio.
It’s perfect - - I am at this moment listening to WEEI and following ESPN Gamecast.
When I was a very young girl I spent a large amount of time with my grandparents. I grew up as a Phillies Fan. The days of Mike Schmidt when the Phils rocked, he was my favorite. I would sit on the porch with my grandfather and listen to games on the radio. Between innings I would go into the backyard with my glove and throw pop-ups. This has just brought back so many memories for me.
Jess, Erik and I all wore our Red Sox Garb to work today and plan to do so tomorrow as well. I had my very Red “socks” on also. Earlier in the evening I tucked the pants into the socks in honor of “33”. A friend of mine, HUGE Sox fan and East Boston native always use to say that you must wear the same outfit for every game of the series if the Sox are winning. It would be a jink if you didn’t……. Jess and Erik were not 100% on board with this but I may be able to sway them.
The hardest part will be keeping the result of Game 1 a secret from them all day. Erik is going to watch the game after work and will not want to know the outcome. Good Luck with that my friend since we all LIVE on the internet.
This weekend we’ll be making Red Sox Rally Pie (aka Boston Cream Pie) and getting very little sleep.
Bottom of the 5th: 9-1 and my guy is up next.
I hope your enjoying the game as much as I am.
GO SOX !!
It’s 2:15 AM in Morocco and 10:15 PM on the East Coast but no matter where you are in the world it’s the bottom of the 4th at the 2007 World Series at Fenway Park in Boston. Tek just helped push the lead to 6-1. Jess and I started watching the game at her place on Slingbox at Midnight. After 2 innings it was time for her to go to bed since she has a manager’s meeting in the morning. We had been eating sweet-tarts all night that her Mom sent over in a Halloween care package. I am fully wired at this point. The internet strength I have is not strong enough to stream video so what’s a Red Sox Girl to do?I’ve decided to purchase MLB Audio.
It’s perfect - - I am at this moment listening to WEEI and following ESPN Gamecast.
When I was a very young girl I spent a large amount of time with my grandparents. I grew up as a Phillies Fan. The days of Mike Schmidt when the Phils rocked, he was my favorite. I would sit on the porch with my grandfather and listen to games on the radio. Between innings I would go into the backyard with my glove and throw pop-ups. This has just brought back so many memories for me.
Jess, Erik and I all wore our Red Sox Garb to work today and plan to do so tomorrow as well. I had my very Red “socks” on also. Earlier in the evening I tucked the pants into the socks in honor of “33”. A friend of mine, HUGE Sox fan and East Boston native always use to say that you must wear the same outfit for every game of the series if the Sox are winning. It would be a jink if you didn’t……. Jess and Erik were not 100% on board with this but I may be able to sway them.
The hardest part will be keeping the result of Game 1 a secret from them all day. Erik is going to watch the game after work and will not want to know the outcome. Good Luck with that my friend since we all LIVE on the internet.
This weekend we’ll be making Red Sox Rally Pie (aka Boston Cream Pie) and getting very little sleep.
Bottom of the 5th: 9-1 and my guy is up next.
I hope your enjoying the game as much as I am.
GO SOX !!
October 14, 2007
BLUE CITY
Chefchaouen is located approximately an hour and 1/2 from Cabo Negro. You can access Chefchaouen either by the mountain road or the scenic route which is the longer of the 2. Many of my co-workers have been to visit Chefchaouen on several occasions. Keep in mind the journeys always take place on the weekend when I can't go. Well... 2 weekends ago Erik's parents came to visit him and he was making the trip to show them the very beautiful, enchanting city. No VT's for me that weekend so I was free to go - whoo hoo. I drove my car and Jess rode with me so I would know how to get there on my own.
Upon arrival and after parking we stepped out of our vehicles and as if by chance this wonderful man appeared. "Mohammed" a new one, not either one of the 2 Compass Mohammed's - - - like out Bob or Jim very popular name. This petite, well dressed, man spoke excellent English and was going to be our guide for the day. Jess and Erik had toured Chefcahaouen with Mohammed on their first visit accompanied by Ginger and Mike.
It was a lovely day. Sunny and warm but not to hot and some of the sights were breathtaking. Although it was Ramadan you would not have know it in this small tourist town, it was buzzing with action.
We ate at a fabulous Moroccan restaurant that was very inexpensive and was extremely yummy. Mohammed brought us to a local bakery that was making fresh sweets and Moroccan treats for the breaking of the fast that day before our departure.
The entire tour was about 4 hours and was worth every Dirham.
I must like "doors" Enjoy the pics........
Upon arrival and after parking we stepped out of our vehicles and as if by chance this wonderful man appeared. "Mohammed" a new one, not either one of the 2 Compass Mohammed's - - - like out Bob or Jim very popular name. This petite, well dressed, man spoke excellent English and was going to be our guide for the day. Jess and Erik had toured Chefcahaouen with Mohammed on their first visit accompanied by Ginger and Mike.
It was a lovely day. Sunny and warm but not to hot and some of the sights were breathtaking. Although it was Ramadan you would not have know it in this small tourist town, it was buzzing with action.
We ate at a fabulous Moroccan restaurant that was very inexpensive and was extremely yummy. Mohammed brought us to a local bakery that was making fresh sweets and Moroccan treats for the breaking of the fast that day before our departure.
The entire tour was about 4 hours and was worth every Dirham.
I must like "doors" Enjoy the pics........
September 28, 2007
Ramadan
Friday September 14th was the start of "Ramadan".
Below is an e-mail that was sent to the staff at Compass........
This past Tuesday Compass hosted a Ftur at the Sofitel Hotel after a staff meeting. Some very interesting food was served. A lot of meat which I passed on but I tried just about everything else. I stepped out of my comfort zone and had a bowl of Harira Soup which is made of Lamb, Chickpeas, Tomatoes and Spices. It was very tasty.
Below is an e-mail that was sent to the staff at Compass........
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This Friday, (give or take a day depending on the shape of the moon), the month of fasting of Ramadan will commence. It one of the 5 pillars of Islam & is mandatory to Moroccans.
Muslims will fast from sun-up to sun-down, in the midst of festivities & family reunions. Most will wake up to have a religious washing & breakfast before sunrise. They will then break the fast (Ftur) as soon as the sun disappears, at this time of the year, around 5:30pm (this will change every day, with days progressively lengthening). The fast includes not drinking anything during the day. You will note many become more religious during this time, like wearing a scarf or praying 5 times a day. Women will not wear makeup, perfume, jewelry or immodest dress. When there are health reasons that require eating, one will make up fasting after Ramadan.
Some Muslims might eat/drink a little here or there, in hiding. Many families will eat huge meals through the night, favorite shows/sitcoms are on during the night & those who don’t work will sleep during the day. In Morocco, more food is sold during this 9th month than any other.
So how does this affect you as a foreigner? First of all, simply knowing what’s going on and respecting the religious festivity will help as you interact with society & the Moroccan employees. For clients, all restaurants except those catering to tourists (meaning maybe only Sofitel, McDonalds & Pizza Hut) will be closed for lunch, most even in the evenings. Birjiss a.k.a. Shawarmaville will be open for lunch but you must sit inside the Monochrome Café. There is no smoking or drinking of alcohol, so Marjane might not have these stocked up. The hanouts (little neighborhood stores) will be closed in the mornings & will open at 2pm with bread being sold before fast time, so buy next day’s bread & goods then. You will notice what we call “the hour of death”, an hour before Ftur, when people are racing home in their vehicles or on foot, so be careful as drivers do get impatient at this time. Once the break of the fast happens, signaled by a call to prayer from the mosque or TV, the streets are virtually empty & everything is closed. This is not a safe time to walk alone on the streets. As the month progresses, you will see people become more impatient and lose their tempers as Ftur nears.
The closing office kitchen can provide a spot to eat a sandwich or drink a coffee or a smoke, out of respect for the Moroccan employees who cannot eat or drink.
If you are invited for Ftur (breaking of the fast), you will be served harira with Moroccan pastries & goodies (shbakia, sfuf, dates) & milk. If you are to stay for the next meal, this could be around midnight. If you want to make a treat, Moroccans love zucchini bread or an American date or dried fruit cake.
After Ramadan, there is a 2 day feast called the Aaid Seguir, when Moroccans gather with family & give presents & clothing to children.
Muslims will fast from sun-up to sun-down, in the midst of festivities & family reunions. Most will wake up to have a religious washing & breakfast before sunrise. They will then break the fast (Ftur) as soon as the sun disappears, at this time of the year, around 5:30pm (this will change every day, with days progressively lengthening). The fast includes not drinking anything during the day. You will note many become more religious during this time, like wearing a scarf or praying 5 times a day. Women will not wear makeup, perfume, jewelry or immodest dress. When there are health reasons that require eating, one will make up fasting after Ramadan.
Some Muslims might eat/drink a little here or there, in hiding. Many families will eat huge meals through the night, favorite shows/sitcoms are on during the night & those who don’t work will sleep during the day. In Morocco, more food is sold during this 9th month than any other.
So how does this affect you as a foreigner? First of all, simply knowing what’s going on and respecting the religious festivity will help as you interact with society & the Moroccan employees. For clients, all restaurants except those catering to tourists (meaning maybe only Sofitel, McDonalds & Pizza Hut) will be closed for lunch, most even in the evenings. Birjiss a.k.a. Shawarmaville will be open for lunch but you must sit inside the Monochrome Café. There is no smoking or drinking of alcohol, so Marjane might not have these stocked up. The hanouts (little neighborhood stores) will be closed in the mornings & will open at 2pm with bread being sold before fast time, so buy next day’s bread & goods then. You will notice what we call “the hour of death”, an hour before Ftur, when people are racing home in their vehicles or on foot, so be careful as drivers do get impatient at this time. Once the break of the fast happens, signaled by a call to prayer from the mosque or TV, the streets are virtually empty & everything is closed. This is not a safe time to walk alone on the streets. As the month progresses, you will see people become more impatient and lose their tempers as Ftur nears.
The closing office kitchen can provide a spot to eat a sandwich or drink a coffee or a smoke, out of respect for the Moroccan employees who cannot eat or drink.
If you are invited for Ftur (breaking of the fast), you will be served harira with Moroccan pastries & goodies (shbakia, sfuf, dates) & milk. If you are to stay for the next meal, this could be around midnight. If you want to make a treat, Moroccans love zucchini bread or an American date or dried fruit cake.
After Ramadan, there is a 2 day feast called the Aaid Seguir, when Moroccans gather with family & give presents & clothing to children.
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This past Tuesday Compass hosted a Ftur at the Sofitel Hotel after a staff meeting. Some very interesting food was served. A lot of meat which I passed on but I tried just about everything else. I stepped out of my comfort zone and had a bowl of Harira Soup which is made of Lamb, Chickpeas, Tomatoes and Spices. It was very tasty. It's a quiet weekend here in Morocco and at Compass. 12 of the staff have left for the UK to attend "Place In The Sun" Birmingham Show. I was left behind..... but not to worry I get my dose of the UK next weekend.
Jess, Carla and I are headed to Surrey for "The Homes Worldwide Show"
It's being held at "Lingfield Park Racecourse" Saturday October 6th and Sunday October 7th.
If your in the area stop by!!
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