June 7th, 2014
We traveled by train from Rabat to Meknes, taking a cab from there, an hour to Azrou. This is where Anass’s family lives. It is a small city surrounded by mountains where much of the merchandise sold in the market is handwoven or crafted there. The ride to Azrou was incredibly beautiful, passing through the countryside of Morocco, seeing sheep wandering the fields filled with olive trees. It was really mind blowing to be in a country where this actually exists rather than to just hear about it or watch a movie. Life never stops being surreal.
We are staying in the home of Anass' mother for the week to travel back and forth to other cities. Today we hung out around the house, danced, washed our hair, and Sam and I talked a lot about life, as we tend to do. Later in the evening, the kids were all on the roof hanging out. The roof is an open one, where they hang their clothes, grow plants, and have the toilet. It overlooks the city and is quite beautiful. The girls talked and danced, and played, while Anass and his brother talked to one another. Anass has 4 siblings. Hooda-26, Sarah- 23, Amine- 21, Selma- 12. He was not raised with his family, but rather by his aunt who now lives with the mother because she has Alzheimer's. She doesn’t remember them and after dinner each night she says "thank you so much for the meal" and tries to leave. They are so sweet with her and joke around with her and she laughs a lot. It's really nice. She is the cutest lady, always smiling and giggling.
Arabic Word
Amtee- immediate aunt
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