Bssaha. To your health. Or, more accurately, thank god you bathed. It's a common expression, used not only to "cheers" you and your renewed sense of self-worth, but largely to acknowledge all things new; clothes, meals, haircuts, baths... Which is to say that it's about time I talk again about the hammam. It was a beautiful … Continue reading Moving on: breaking up with the hammam (and thinking about France!)
In the interim: the summer in Morocco
Wow. So yesterday I wrote this whole post about how I was feeling so incredibly lost, and now this morning I woke up and felt so incredibly found. I knew it sounds so cliche, but it really feels like I wasn't the one doing the work; like something just clicked and it had nothing to … Continue reading In the interim: the summer in Morocco
Heading into Paradise: drifting in Morocco
I think it's about time I give an update. My last post was pretty dramatic and emotionally-charged (rightfully so; I was fired after all). I won't go back and re-read it, and I definitely won't open it up to the public, but if you haven't read it, you can know that I didn't exactly find … Continue reading Heading into Paradise: drifting in Morocco
Protected: On a roller coaster: the first three months
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About the Author, V. 2.0
I guess it's about time I update this section. I suppose I still am a recovering workaholic in a sense; I did put in enough hours this summer to count for 2 or more seasons. But, it's easy enough now to put that aside, and the withdrawals aren't too bad. These days, I'm a brand new ESL … Continue reading About the Author, V. 2.0
In school: the first week
Guys, bear with me. My writing is feeling very disjointed this week. My last post was awkward, and I'm struggling with this one too. Maybe it's because I'm not sure how I feel about where I am now, or maybe I'm just rusty because I haven't written in so long. But if you didn't get … Continue reading In school: the first week
On the way: getting to Morocco
I started writing something on the plane, trying to capture all the whirlwind that was landing this job and landing in this country. But I kind of abandoned it and didn't pick it back up when I got reconnected, and now I'm having trouble finding its flow. So I'm offering this: it was mayhem. I … Continue reading On the way: getting to Morocco
Celebratory Christmas Couscous
So, things around here have been fairly quiet. For more than a year, I have struggled to find my path - trying for months to get something, anything, with an international NGO. Then - in desperation - I decided to enroll into a 10-month postgraduate program at Humber College in Toronto. I moved to the … Continue reading Celebratory Christmas Couscous
What to do in the event you wake up Tuesday morning and Stephen Harper is still Prime Minister
I know it’s been a long time since I posted anything, but I was in tears laughing while reading this, and I’ve been pretty active on other social networks regarding this upcoming federal election. I sure hope we don’t have to employ any of these tactics!
2. Check for structural damage.
3. Be prepared for aftershocks and gloating.
4. Deal with any minor injuries, including cuts, sprains and ideological collapse.
5. Take two minutes to weep in silence behind closed doors so as not to alarm the children.
6. Eat a healthy, nutritious breakfast, because breakfast is the most important meal of the next four years of fear-driven dogma and social alienation.
7. Listen to the radio for further instructions. If it’s CBC Radio, you better make it quick.
8. Stay away from downed power lines, washouts, Twitter and Facebook.
9. If you begin to hyperventilate, take a plain paper bag, open it, fill it with large sums of 50-dollar bills and mail it to the member of the Senate representing your region.
10. Try to find out who is the member of the Senate representing your region.
11. Stock up…
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So, I have a travel blog. You may have noticed this, since you're currently reading it. The thing is, right now I'm not travelling. I'm sure that I will be again soon enough, but for the time being, I'm grounded here in Port Alberni, with no pending trips on the horizon (scary - let's not … Continue reading