Fez is a sweaty city. It pants and gasps for fresh air, but most days it feels like there isn't any of that here-- just dust and fumes and disgruntled rot. Its streets ferment under piles of garbage baking in July's 100-plus degrees-Fahrenheit, North African sun. The city itself sweats, and everyone in it sweats too. … Continue reading In Rabat, camels beach it too
It's been about two weeks since I left off with my arrival in Sefrou to see the small city's annual cherry festival. Since my last post I got food poisoning, fell behind in class and this Friday I have a final exam. But I'm good now and going to try to catch up on documenting … Continue reading Sefrou Follow-up
Ripe with excitement to be getting out of Fez for the day, myself and four other UF students began our Saturday by cramming into a four-door Mercedes that might have been older than me. The driver, who brought the car load up to six, insisted that we fit just fine. It was about 11:30 when we finally … Continue reading Day trip to see cherry queen doesn’t blossom quite as planned
There is an inexplicable mix of old and new here. East and west clash in the street all day long; so many times over that they seem to wash past each other, not really clashing at all. They bend and roll and blend so that each day it becomes harder to see where one ends … Continue reading No point playing shrink to Fez identity crisis
They said prepare for the unfamiliar: squat toilets, a hose for a shower and eating with your hands. Bid farewell to internet, ice cubes and air conditioning— But I have a flat-screen TV, WiFi and a full western bathroom. It’s been about a week since our group of 14 American students arrived in Fez. It … Continue reading Fez: puzzle of a modern city; pieces missing
So here are some highlights from my four days in Toulouse. I'm throwing them up here all together in the interest of catching up to where I am in my trip now and getting into a rhythm of regular posting. Starting at the top, you'll see a sleepy and last-minute attempt to capture the sunrise … Continue reading By the way, photos
So I landed in Portugal Wednesday morning and sat around about two hours ‘till my departing flight. In the terminal, I watched a woman leave her seat and go to the floor-to-ceiling window looking out to the tarmac, where she quietly knelt on the floor to pray. She chose the Eastern-facing window and after completing … Continue reading Flight(s) to France part deux: people watching and revealing culture shock
Bon jour? I think that's how to spell "hello" in French... I arrived at noon local time yesterday in Toulouse, France; a beautiful city and college town towards the southern region of the country. This is where I've begun the first leg of what will be my study-abroad Morocco saga. My friend Josh, a grad … Continue reading Three flights, six-hour time change, I’m here!
Glenn Coine is a 4th year Journalism major with a minor in Arabic Language at the University of Florida. Glenn has travelled to Honduras and the Dominican Republic on service trips and has visited Jamaica to visit her best friend’s family on vacation. Glenn is interested in world politics and keeps up with current affairs. … Continue reading Glenn: Summer in Morocco
OK folks, bear with me please. This is sort of my test-post. I'll be leaving in less than 14 days to spend the next two months in Fez, Morocco and I'm SO excited... and SO not ready. (And just to clarify the title of my post, I'm going to Toulouse, France for a few days … Continue reading In 2 weeks, I’ll be in France!?!?