Morocco

I've been meaning to write about my experience in Morocco, but to tell you the truth I'm not sure how to put it into words. What I've been saying is this: While Spain and the US have differing cultures, when you get right down to it, they are pretty similar. Morocco however was unlike anything I had ever seen before- unlike anything I had ever experienced. The second I stepped off the

plane

I was immersed in Muslim/ Arabic culture. I was surrounded by headscarves and Jilbabs, Burqas, Women in Veils, Men in Cloaks... the list could go on and on.

I was on sensory overload, rendered speechless and forced to take everything in around me. I was incredibly aware, perhaps hyper aware, but unlike the others I was traveling with I felt like I had prepared myself mentally before stepping into the 9000+ streets of the Fez Medina.

The Medina was mystic- we were woken up every morning at 5am by the Call to Prayer.

There isn't much I can say about my experience, only that for the first time in my life my culture completely differed from that around me. And instead of being completely overwhelmed and put off by this I was able to take it all in and come out with a better understanding of how diverse the world is.