You may or may not remember, or you may or may not have known me at the time, but I originally created this blog in 2007 to keep friends and family up to date on the adventures of 3 months of backpacking around Europe.
I have not been very good about updating since then!
Jumping forward in time, I spent 2 years at the University of Winnipeg doing a B.Ed. We had to do a lot of writing and reflecting, so a blog seemed redundant. Then last year brought Vancouver and adventures of a more outdoor variety. Camping doesn't lend itself well to maintaining a blog, though I have two "rite in the rain" journals full of notes.
One week from today brings the beginning of another large-scale adventure. I'm heading back across the pond, this time to North Africa, to see dear friends from camp who are working at an American school in Morocco. 9 posts ago, which was 2 years ago in time, I wrote about camp and our lives in community there coming out of something I'd heard in one of my B.Ed. courses. The people who I am going to visit are very much in that category of people in my life, and I haven't seen them since about 6 months after I wrote that post. Crazy!
I fly from Vancouver, leaving in the morning on March 25. Four planes and some amount of time later, I'm not sure how much, I get to Morocco in the evening on March 26, and spend a week there, followed by a few days in London and a night in Toronto. I can't even imagine the culture shock that will hit me all of a sudden, at whatever point it begins. The plane safety instructions? The customs and immigration card? The airport signs? I've never experienced anything but western culture.
What is it like to be the minority in such a clear way? Being a white female makes me a total anomaly in my own classes, but that's so different than being in an environment where the underlying foundation isn't the same.
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