“I see my path, but I don't know where it leads. Not knowing where I'm going is what inspires me to travel it.”
- Rosalia de Castro

Monday, January 24, 2011

Adventures in Africa!
























"If adventures will not befall a young lady in her own village, she must seek them abroad."
- Jane Austen

Wise words from Jane Austen. And that's exactly what myself and three friends did last weekend. Not only did we travel to another country, but we traveled to a completely different world- a world so different from anything that I have ever known. A world where I felt like (in some ways) I had taken a step back into time. The country of Morocco is 98% Muslim and 2% Jewish and Catholic. Those percentages alone were so completely foreign to me. The weekend was filled with picturesque landscapes, new experiences, unnecessary spending (more like failing to bargain, sigh), couscous and green tea, and loads of laughter. Such a cool experience.

My friends and I traveled to Morocco with a travel organization called "We Love Spain." We began our journey leaving from the dock of Algeciras and taking the ferry to Spanish territory in Africa called Ceuta. Once there we crossed the border into Morocco. We spent the night in a beautiful little fishing village where we enjoyed an awesome dinner and an oceanfront view from our hotel rooms. That's quite a step up from our bunk bed hostels! I roomed with my friend Julie, who is teaching in Cadiz. I haven't seen her since our orientation in September so it was really great to spend the weekend catching up with her.

The next day we ate breakfast at the hotel and departed for Tetuan. We saw the local palace in the Hassan II plaza and we took a walking tour of the Medina (the old city). The walk through the old city was really interesting and a tad uncomfortable. The Medina consisted of fruit and vegetable stands, second hand clothing shops, art shops, abandoned alleys, and animals running a muck. I thought that the "cat calls" and constant staring we receive in Spain would have made me used to it, but boy was I wrong. Men would say things in French or Arabic that I was grateful to not understand. Even the children stared. A lot of the towns people told us not to take pictures, which I suppose I can imagine why. Sometimes the women would walk the opposite direction from us or hide their faces, which broke my heart. It was an experience, that's for sure. I also had the opportunity to dress up as a traditional mountain woman...oh yeah, that was interesting too. You'll have to see the picture to really understand what that means. That's what I get for laughing at the tour guides jokes :). After the Medina tour we made our way to a beautiful carpet shop. The intricate design on these rugs was so unbelievable that, sadly, Megan, Julie, and myself ended up buying one each. I thought that I bargained mine down to a good price, but after seeing some other carpets throughout the weekend I'm thinking that I did not. You win some you lose some. It was quite an unnecessary purchase since 1. I bought a carpet for a house I don't have 2. It's royal blue. Seriously? What's going to match that? Julie suggested that I hang it in my future classroom. Not a bad idea. After feeling a bit of buyers remorse, we headed over to lunch at an Arabic palace that was converted into a restaurant. I sure was fed well this weekend- loads of wonderful veggies, amazing bread, flavorful meat, couscous (um, yum), and "Moroccan whiskey" (also known as green tea since Morocco is a dry country).

After our lunch we hopped back on the bus and headed towards Tangier, a very rich and contemporary city on the coast. Before we went into the city, we stopped at the grotto of Hercules (beautiful caves) and to see the straight (where the Mediterranean and Atlantic ocean mix). After that was the highlight of my trip...the CAMEL ride. Mind you it wasn't exactly riding camels in the Sahara Desert. Remember riding horses at children's birthday parties? It was kind of like that :) but nevermind, I still rode a camel and it was awesome. After our awesome camel ride we made our way into the city where we had free time to wander around. This was interesting as well. The big group was split up and it was only me, Julie, Megan, Kelly, and our two new German friends (all girls). Probably wasn't the smartest idea. We went through the market, which was a lot like the market in Tetuan. It was completely harmless, just a little uncomfortable. BUT we managed to make a few purchases along the way. We then went back to our hotel for dinner and free time.

Our last day, Sunday, we woke up at 6am. Oooff. That was rough but well worth it to see the city of Chefchouen, a tiny mountain village nick named the "blue village." Why is it called the blue village? Well, because everything is blue. Yep, everything. It's absolutely gorgeous and so peaceful. We had a different tour guide for this trip and he was the sweetest little man! He kept telling us that we would see him on TV, haha. Anyways, he took us around the most beautiful parts of town. We also entered the old town, where up until a few years ago only Muslims were allowed to enter. It was a gorgeous neighborhood of, well, blue! The people were friendly, it was quiet and peaceful and was a nice change of pace. We ate lunch at a wonderful restaurant as well. I told you, I was fed well. After lunch we departed back to the port of Ceuta to come back to Spain. The ferry ride back was a little intense- intense meaning EXTREMELY rocky. Almost everyone on the boat got sick, including yours truly. We had to wait an extra hour in the middle of the water waiting for another boat to come out of the dock. We were very thankful to finally reach our buses, though sad that that's where we would say goodbye and head back to our original cities.

This trip was absolutely amazing. I laughed more than I have laughed in a long time and I reflected on many things that have been on my heart. I'm grateful for friends that, no matter what contienent I'm on, are willing to laugh with me and to talk\listen. One of the most precious gifts we are given is that of a true friend- i'm thankful to have friends all over the world.

Next big trip- Ireland in March! I'm sure you'll be hearing from me before you then :). Until next time. Love and miss you all.

KA

Thursday, January 6, 2011

If ever there was a place to start over, it's here.


What a blessing the past three weeks have been! At the beginning of my time in Spain I did not think I was going to go home for the holidays...but I am so unbelievably thankful that I was able to! It was just what I needed. The time with my family was so precious and I miss them so much already. I think I needed to go home, not only to see friends and family, but also for myself and for my experience here.

My first week at home was absolutely amazing and at that time I honestly thought it was going to be difficult for me to return to Spain. After awhile I started to really miss Spain and the life that I have established here. I think that I needed to go home to realize that I still have so much more to see and do here, and I have so much more to learn. I'm thankful that, unlike when I went home after my study abroad trip, I actually have a chance to come back and to do the things that I haven't been able to do yet. I get a chance to really explore Andalucia and other parts of Spain. I get another chance to invest in learning Spanish and to invest in the lives of people here. I get more opportunities to travel and see God's beauty through different countries and different cultures. I get a second chance and nothing is more beautiful than a second chance.

I've been back in Málaga for four days now. As much as I love my students, it was definitely hard to return to work after being on "vacation mode" for the past three weeks. Once I arrived at school I was greeted by sweet hugs and kisses from my students. All of the kids said "feliz 2011" or "feliz año nuevo," followed by stories of what Papa Noel (Santa Clause) and Los Tres Reyes Mágos brought them. The holiday season for Spanairds not only includes Christmas and New years, but also Los Tres Reyes Mágos (The three magic kings). On January 6 the three magic kings bring all of the "good" children gifts, even more gifts than papa noel brings. How lucky that they get presents on TWO holidays within a month! Lucky little things. I enjoyed listening to all their stories and their sweet smiles made me feel right at home. I also brought back candy canes from the U.S to give to the kids...they were extremely pleased with this.

The next few months have some exciting things in store. As cliche as it sounds, I'm choosing to leave 2010 in 2010 and to move forward. I thought that I was really "starting over" when I first arrived in Spain in September but looking back I was really just being prepared for my new beginnings in 2011. I'm leaving the past in the past and believing for BIG things this year. I took a long walk on the beach today and sat at one of my favorite places when the sun was setting. I thought to myself, if there was ever a place to start over, it's here...so it goes.

I'll leave you with one of my favorite quotes. Love always, KA.




"I may not have gone where I intended to go, but I think I have ended up where I intended to be."