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Life in Morocco


    Morocco in Photos

    Nur and I took lots of photos while living in Marrakech, Morocco, the past year. Unfortunately, not all made it to our blog here or even on our Facebook page. And looking back, we’ve got some really awesome looking photos. So I’ve compiled some of our best shots for your eyes.

    It was hard condensing a year’s worth of photos into one blog post. To be frank, photos do not give Morocco the proper appreciation it deserves as it is unable to fully grasp the entire essence from the smells to experiences garnered hidden among the beautiful landscape.

    Check out these photos that were snapped by us from Marrakech to Essaouira, and the Sahara. Morocco is a picturesque country whereby words are unable to describe its magnificence. A place we will definitely return to.


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    Saying goodbye, Adieu Marrakech: Living alone

    Here it is, part two of my Moroccan goodbye and how I cope with living alone without my lovely wife.

    While sitting on my chair at the Marrakech airport waiting for my flight, I had the time to reflect about being alone. At that moment, I have come to realise that I sincerely couldn’t wait to return to Singapore. For my heart was missing the person I love most in my life after Allah and my parents. Never did I expect that I would be missing my wife this tremendously. I guess you only appreciate the people you have in your life when they are not there with you.

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    Saying goodbye, Adieu Marrakech: Part 1


    My Moroccan escapade has finally ended and this is the first of a few posts about my final moments in Marrakech.

    My teaching stint with the American School of Marrakesh (ASM) officially ended on the July 31, 2015. And soon, I will be starting a new adventure, possibly in a not so foreign land. InsyaAllah. But before that I’d like to share what I thought about this eye-opening experience.

    I have experienced so much in Morocco that to be honest, I seriously do not know where to start. So I guess this post shall be the first aspect of the major picture of my Moroccan experience. I shall begin with how I feel about leaving Morocco.

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    Killing Jesus: The Documentary

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    Photo: National Geographic

    As I come closing to the end of my school year in ASM, it is quite a delightful surprise to reminisce my first true memorable experience of Morocco. I am a self confessed History, Discovery and National Geographic fan thus it certainly caught my eye when I saw a trailer called ‘Killing Jesus’. If you can recall one of our earliest YouTube videos to the Sahara in Morocco, we actually saw the filming of the show and its crew right here in Ourzazate, Morocco. Check it out from the 6th minute onwards. Near the Musee du Cinema, we were both seriously taken aback with the title ‘Killing Jesus’.

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    One Week Left

    It is amazing how fast time flies. This time next week I will be back in Singapore, leaving Fairoz behind all alone here in Marrakech.

    I seriously can’t wait for my trip back home and for the concert I’ve been waiting for all these years! I will be heading to the Backstreet Boys concert on May 2! But at the same time, I hate to leave Fairoz all alone here. I have mixed feelings about this. I seriously do and I have no idea how am I going to deal with it. I’ve not started packing or cleaning. I am just procrastinating and it doesn’t help that since our trip to London, I’ve not been sleeping well.

    Oh well, I will just take one day at a time. Tomorrow will be my last shopping trip to Jemaa el-Fnaa. I need to stock up on those coveted Argan Oils!

    Marrakech, you have been wonderful though at times you gave me lots of anxiety. I will miss you no matter what. My time with you is almost up and soon Fai and I will be at another crossroad. Only Allah knows where our next destination will be. For that, we will need a lot of patience.

    The next couple of months will be another different challenge. I hope Fai will miss me as much as I will miss him. Haha.