So after Abdamame, I went to the other side of Abdamame (the name alludes me, Zarour?). It was a long walk away. So we went in Norris, it was a bumpy sickly ride. There was much groping on Alys's part. I also remember losing the feeling in my legs. Got...
The Cow and the Horse I walked, walked, walked. I then walked, walked and walked. I met a farmer who was excited to see me. I spoke in bad French with some English, he spoke in Berber with some Arabic thrown in there. Surprisingly we understood each other and he...
Having not written anything for a long while, I'd thought I rectify this by publishing this erudite repartee. Only joking! First I shall cover the epic adventure that was Morocco. Where to start? For me the work for Morocco began months before the trip. The Medical School instantly saw my elective...