Archive for October, 2012

Morocco Bloopers

October 23, 2012

By popular demand, more footage of our trip abroad!

<p><a href=”″>Morocco Bloopers</a> from <a href=”″>Caitlin G</a> on <a href=””>Vimeo</a&gt;.</p>


My Top 15

October 3, 2012

Holy Smokes.

Sorry it took so long… and now all you get is 15. I’ll be posting more soon. And yes, the ones with people in them will be on Facebook.

Narrowing down 1500 pictures to ten…impossible

October 2, 2012

A Spark

October 2, 2012

Arab Spring erupted on December 18th 2010. It has been a move of revolutions and protests. Since then Arab nations have used civil resistance, marches and social media to fight against oppression and injustices. Various governments have been overthrown including Tunisia, Libya and Egypt.  In the Arab world different people are protesting varying things. Some are protesting corrupt government, unemployment rates or simply put, a lack of hope. All who are a part of these protests and revolutions seek one thing; change. The people are standing up and fighting for basic rights and  for what they believe in.  The main promise of Arab Spring is to place the countries into the hands of the people, it offers a brighter and more hopeful future.

During our time in Morocco a fifth-rate film was released by an Israeli American, it ruthlessly bashed and offended the Prophet Mohammad. This idiotic film sparked a flame across more than twenty different Muslim nations. Some were peaceful protests, yet in Libya the U.S. Ambassador was murdered along with some of his colleagues. This was a shock to hear when sitting at our Hotel in Meknes. A few hours before we had discussed Arab Spring and what it meant. I am able to see this particular uprising as and not as part of Arab Spring. I myself would not define the particular violent and murderous action as part of Arab Spring. It was good to be able to recognize that it was an extremist group that murdered the Americans and they do not at accurately reflect the whole of Islam. On the other-hand I could define the peaceful protests as Arab Spring, because they were demonstrating against something that offended their beliefs and they stand for.

My trip to Morocco has inspired me to be more politically aware of the current events that are happening in our world today especially in the Middle East and North Africa. Beforehand all the information and news seemed so daunting, I had no clue to know even where to begin. Between class and the uprising that was occurring in various Muslim countries when were there it inspired me to be increase my knowledge. I am now able to draw connections within policies or relate things to Israeli-Palestinian conflict. Just as Arab Spring was ignited with a spark, this trip has sparked my own personal life. It has reminded me that if you want to help change the world, you must first be knowledgeable about what is happening in the world.

My Personal Journal Entry

October 2, 2012

September 6th, 2012.

I must admit… I am already feeling little tinges of homesickness. Saturday will mark my sixth week of being away from home during the entire summer. I feel like I haven’t had a girls day with my mom or movie night with my friends in months. I miss cuddling with my cat on lazy days and being surrounded by familiarity. In a country where I don’t speak the language, it’s been a little bit hard to find that. 

Luckily, though, I have an amazing host family. Maria, the mother, is patient and willing to help us in any way possible. The father, whose name we did not actually learn, is quiet but had a warm smile. The daughters, Maria and Elena, are gorgeous and funny. They have done everything in their power to make us as comfortable as possible. They have given us enough space to let us breathe, but are always there just in case we need anything. Every time that Maria prepares a meal for us, I want to let her know just how much I appreciate everything that she does for us. Unfortunately, due to our differences in language, this has been an impossible task.

However, at lunch today, the language difference disappeared. We were all laughing at the dining room table while Maria talked about Bambi, their cat with a crooked tail, and meowed while impersonating him. Clumsy moments made by Elena turned into laughs and smiles. When the meal was finished, Sophie and I gave them our gifts for letting us stay with them. They smiled while eating almond roca and asked questions about the little trinkets from Washington and Minnesota. When we thanked them for everything, I caught a glimpse of Maria tearing up.

Even though I have had a hard time adjusting, my host family made everything so much better for me. They showed me love with minimal words. They somehow managed to ease my longing for my real family. I could not feel more appreciative. 

The Woman Seller

October 2, 2012

As I walk through the souk in Fez my attention is grabbed by loud Moroccan men yelling short phrases in English to try to get me to buy their goods. “A democratic price for you” one yells “I like fish and chips” shouts another. The market is a sensory overload, with the strong smells of meats and tanaries, bright colors all around and people vying for my attention. However amidst all the men trying to get me to buy the shoes or purses they are selling I spot a young woman sitting on her stool merely watching as people walk by. She does not yell out to me nor does she try out an english phrase or call me a spice girl. She simply waits for someone to wander into her stall and do some shopping. Historically men were the only ones selling in the market however in recent years women have begun to take their place in the souk. The women I observed selling goods in Fez and Marrakech were silent and patient. Even without yelling outwardly and fighting for tourists attention I have no doubt that these women were just as qualified as the men and equally able to sell their goods and create a living for themselves. So while the women sellers do not automatically become apparent to me I try to search them out and give them my business.

Alhambra and Abraham

October 2, 2012

My eyes were bright

My heart excited, at this amazing sight

Two hundred and fifty years in the making

It stood through a tremendous shaking

Jews, Christians and Muslims together

They stood through any weather

Learning, seeking and living in tolerance

They are an example to all of us

Patience and workmanship engraved in the walls

I hope this place never falls

It represents so much history

Along with deep mystery

It offers up a haunting past

What was accomplished here will outlast

We should take note that peace existed before

And not go stir up another war

Each faith stemming from Abrahams lineage

We are all called to be peacemakers; it’s a clear message

Looking at the Alhambra from afar.

Top Pictures!

October 1, 2012


One more awesome photo :) And Photo Credit goes entirely to Chelsey!

October 1, 2012



October 1, 2012