Our whirlwind trip to Morocco, Egypt, and Israel was like drinking from a firehose – so much coming at me all at once with not much time to absorb it. The sights, sounds, the driving, among other things, has become like a colorful pinwheel in my mind as I try to process everything that I experienced.
Casablanca, Morocco, was relaxing and chill; a perfect way to start. Our three days there were spent mostly at a nearby restaurant within walking distance, meeting with dear friends invited by Brother S to tell us their stories. Over classic Moroccan dishes like Tagine, Dr. Pat and I listened and asked questions as Brother S translated their French and Arabic for us.