Check in At the Czech Inn

I make it through customs and immigration and am on the bus headed to Dublin city center by 7:30PM. It’s too late to catch the last train to my host’s place in Clara, County Offaly for the night and I don’t have an alternative accommodation booked. I hop off with my one bag of luggageContinue reading “Check in At the Czech Inn”

Black Ink And Flailing Limbs

November 4, 2019, in the town of Essaouira, Morocco. I open my journal for the first time in five days and begin to write down my thoughts and observations about Morocco so far. There are four of us sitting at the kitchen table in Jamil’s place. Jamil, our host and tour guide around Essaouira, isContinue reading “Black Ink And Flailing Limbs”

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