It’s been an eventful week in the life of this new Peace
Corps volunteer. Yes, it’s
official. We were sworn in on April 1st
by the U.S. Ambassador to Morocco, Dwight Bush.
There were 95 of us, and many donned colorful jalabas and kaftans for
the formal service. A reception
followed, with a delectable array of Moroccan finger food. Afterward, many of the new mutatatw3iin found their way to a nearby
Irish pub to continue the celebration.
The following day, we exchanged tearful goodbyes and
well-wishes and departed for our new site assignments. Mal and I arrived in Marrakesh in time to
catch the suq bus to our site, arriving just before sunset. We had one day to begin settling in before
spending another full day travelling to Beni Mella, where our luggage was
mistakenly shipped. And then it was
Easter, so we headed back to Marrakesh to attend Mass. The Holy Martyrs Cathedral is beautiful, and
it was a delight to once again experience a Catholic church with standing room
only on this wonderful holy day. Also, I
truly felt like I was in Africa as the choir inspired the congregation to dance
in the aisles!
But, phew, I don’t think I’ll be getting back in a taxi, bus
or train anytime in the very near future.
This week, all students in Morocco are on spring break, so
Mal and I are spending time at the ḍar
šabab observing day camp activities.
I’m really impressed by the energy and enthusiasm of kids and counselors
alike, as well as the range of activities available for the choosing: drama, dance, music and games.
We’ve had
a lot of “settling in” work to do in town, and the good news is, I believe we’ve found an
apartment that will work for us. As
wonderful and hospitable as our host families have been, we’re soooo looking
forward to once again having our own space.
It’s a two bedroom unit, so we’ll have a guest room for any and all
visitors! Enšala.