It is FINALS times!!!
This weekend we went to Azrou. A major Peace Corps city south of Ifrane. Azrou means rock in Amazigh, which is what Azrou was built on. One big rock. It also supposedly is related to the fact that Azrou will always stand like a rock.
We mostly came here to buy souvenirs. We bought shoes, hands of Fatima, prayer beads, knives, everything Moroccan. It was amazing. The last time that I used my Arabic in full conversations. It felt great. At AUI it was hard from time to times to employ the newly learned knowledge mostly because many did not speak Modern Standard, and I did not speak enough derija. For some weird reason most of Azrou's people understood me, and I understood them. Great!
Sadly I need to return to my studies, two more finals left for freedom.
I will write one or two more posts recapping my experience, once I have been away from it long enough. Right now it feels like one of the best times of my life.
Best regards from the Middle-Atlas,
Diogo
About Me
- Diggo Metz
- I am a world traveling student, who just wants to do one thing: Learn and explore as much as possible. At the end of the day there has to be some sense of achievement or cultural enrichment, no matter what you did and where!
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