I thought I had a pretty good handle on the African continent and the Middle East after all these years and therefore assumed that very little could surprise me. But Morocco took my handle and spanked me on the butt. This country does not care about your preconceived notions of beat-generation heydays and hashish or a certain film…
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Anatomy of a Plane Ticket
What follows offers a troublesome glimpse into my reckless sense of abandon. Buckle up because this is going to be a very bumpy ride. In early summer, with no foreseeable trip in the works or in the books — a situation that wreaks havoc on my nomadic heart — I took a fairly small sum of money out of my…
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