Morocco: Reviving The Past

It is amazing how 7 years past since my trip

to Morocco, located in the Northwest of Africa.

It is astonishing how this trip change my life

and had a potential impact in my future.

Although, through the years I lost contact

with the people that offered me a roof

when I was staying there, I have never stop

to cherished and treasured their friendship and

hospitality.

Before going away on this trip, my ignorance

prevailed, myths and rumors about muslim

society scared me to death. From ideas

and psychological torment of Moroccan myths

such as criminals creeping in the streets for

tourist to food being one the worst, I felt

like i was going in for a real thrill. At some point

in the past I felt part of me believing in those rumors.

Nonetheless, I encountered the most amazing country

in the world. I felt welcome and proud of visiting

somewhere new, different people, different food, culture,

government system and most of all the warmth of a

muslim religion.

My host family were very eager to made me

feel comfortable. Mohamed,my foster brother, taught me

about the great infrastructure of Marrakech and

and the fascinating world of traditional clothes.

I had an amazing time in Morocco, and even though

I haven't had the chance to travel back, I want to give

thanks to my former teachers that made it all possible,

Elish Sari and Alfa Aquino. Also, my former classmates whom share this

experience with me, Margareth, Judith, and Robert.

I hope that before I die, I get to travel back there

and revive my past experience.