Hard at work
Reason 742 Why I love Morocco: It’s difficult to find an audience for complaining. The general consensus is “everything is as it should be.”
The other day, it was 110°F/45°C. As I went about doing my errands suffering and complaining to locals about the temperature, every response was, “Thank God for the heat.”
Reason 723 Why I Love Morocco: Trademarks are irrelevant.
(Not shown here: Google Café and the innumerable references to “McDo”)
Subway: Salon de Thé
Faceburger, not to be confused with Facebook
Reason 513 Why I Love Morocco, especially after being abroad: There is a camaraderie, a genuine friendliness among people, even toward strangers. Just asking a question at the airport in broken Arabic gets a warm smile and friendly touch on the shoulder.
Reason 621 Why I Love Morocco: There is a patient acceptance to the less than desirable matters of life. Though I see the the flies as aggressive because their always in my face, my Moroccan friends smile and reframe this as, “They’re just curious.” or “They just want to kiss you.”
Reason 612 Why I Love (Rural) Morocco: To quote more than a few shop owners, who more often than not just hang a sheet or lean a broom across the front of their shop when they go home for lunch, “There are no thieves here.”
Reason 604 Why I Love Morocco: A man can look definitively masculine despite wearing what the West might see as a dress.