Essaouira

This happened more than twice as I walked around town. Local: "konnichiwa" Me: I continue to walk Local: “ni-hao” I continue to walk. Local: Starts to follow me “Konnichiwa” Me: “I’m not Japanese” Local: “No Japan? Chinois?” Me: I try to keep from smiling. “Not Chinese” Local: "Asiatique?” Me: “ Yes. Filipino” Local: Puzzled, slows down. Me: I look back, smiling as I... Continue Reading →

Mubarak

In a tiny corner shop at Ait-Ben-Haddou. Me: "Hello, can I take a look?" M: “Yes. You like something?” Me: “Maybe. I don’t know yet” M: “They are antique” Me: (visually scanning the room filled with artifacts, trinkets, beads, some worn out leather sacks and heaps of crumpled clothing) “Is this where you live?” M: (He nodded... Continue Reading →

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