Category Archives: travel

Tips for Lady Travelers

My beautiful Riad is in the northernmost part of the Northern Medina, close to a launderette, a number of scooter repair shops, some foundry workers and an Islamic saint’s tomb which non- Muslims are not permitted to enter. The riad’s … Continue reading

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Men and Women in Marrakech

Three women wearing hijabs were taking pictures of each other close to the big square. In French, I offered to take a picture of all three of them. It took a moment for them to adjust to the fact that … Continue reading

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Mansplaining in Marrakech

All roads in the Medina in Marrakech lead to the big square, the Jemaa el Fna. Specifically, the road from my Riad. “Turn left at the mosque and keep left”, said Said. “About 20 minutes”. Despite this instruction, it took … Continue reading

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What’s not to like?: Marrakech

There are whole shops that sell tassels. Whole shops. Only tassels. Throw me a headscarf—Marrakech could be my spiritual home. The city is noisy of course, but in a good-tempered way.  Children walking home from school call across the street … Continue reading

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Two Fat Ladies Ride Again

“Wrap up warm” she said “and don’t forget stout shoes.” I grimaced. So far, it didn’t sound like my idea of a treat. Then she tried to lend me her boyfriend’s fleece, and tutted when she saw one of my … Continue reading

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Why Armenia?

My sister fears that I will spend my old age gibbering incontinently in her outhouse. My decision to leave the world of employment in favour of two years unpaid in Armenia has caused her to sputter more than usually loudly … Continue reading

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