MyImperative

You know, a trip like this scares me.  You know why?  I’m. Not. Ready.  Of course I realize that nobody is really “ready” to ride a motorcycle half way around the world, leave their life for over a year, fly off mountains they’ve never seen, scale cliffs of terrifying difficulty, leave their business indefinitely, and trust the [...]

Immersion travel is different. You get to be someplace for long enough that you quit seeing it through tourists eyes and start seeing and knowing the hearts and minds of the friends you’ve made.  The markets, palaces, ancient walls, crazy traffic, all the crazy sights, sounds and smells quit registering as vividly and become the [...]

Friday - Sunday, Feb 19 - 21
Friday, Feb 19
There were so many things we wanted to do! Hiking in the high Atlas mountains was high on the priority list, as was heading to the coast of Essaouira for some beach time. While discussing our options over breakfast, Tariq’s phone rang.  It was one of his [...]

Monday - Thursday, Feb 15 - 18
Monday, Feb 15, 2009
Still on the road to recovery. About the best I could muster was food and more naps. Sadly there is no more to tell.
Tuesday, Feb 16, 2009
I woke up with energy for the first time in what felt like forever. Sister and I went on [...]

Sat, Sun, Feb 13 -14
Saturday, Feb 13, 2010
It’s inevitable.  If you travel you get the shits. A vague shadow of “not feeling so hot” started to show its face today.  I think I ate a little less at lunch that normal, but other that that I stubbornly refused to accept that I wasn’t feeling tops.  [...]

Wed, Thurs, Fri, Feb 10 - 12
Wednesday
I’m feeling it. You can only stay in someone’s home for so long before you start feeling like you are putting them out. This feeling is certainly coming from me, since they have given no indication that I am wearing out my welcome, and they did tell [...]

Sun, Mon, Tues, Feb 7-9, 2010
Sunday
Jet. Lag. Yah, it’s starting to hit me. Being five hours ahead puts my sleep cycles way off. This was the day of naps, lots of them. I’d eat, take a nap. Read, take a nap. Eat, take a nap. You get the picture. I never woke [...]

Saturday, Feb 6, 2010
My first morning with traditional Moroccan breakfast.  I woke about 10 local time, which meant 5:00 back home.  I heard that everything is prepared for you here, but was still a little surprised to see the table in our towering lounge room peppered with silver, ornamental domed covers for various breads, jams [...]

Friday, Feb 5, 2010
My first day in Morocco, but it felt like three.  We landed in Casablanca around 7:00am, which is 2am back home.  I did get to stretch out and sleep on the plane (good food too), but thats just a bastard hour any way you slice it. Customs was easy enough, especially with [...]

Someone had to say it.
Your actions are predictable. Your insights are recycled. You don’t bring surprise with you when you enter a room. You don’t bring mastery to your tasks.
That’s why people are ignoring you.
The only path left is to lean out of the edge and become interesting, noteworthy and yes, remarkable.