Whoa.
First ten days in Maroc have been crazy. Flew in from NYC to Casa to Rabat where training began immediately-from security briefings, language, money, and schedule to rules, culture, terrorism, and shopping.
From Rabat we bussed the 8 hours over the snowy Atlas mountains to our training base. Language training in Derija (Moroccan Arabic) began in short order. Sessions start at about 8am and last til 6ish; with a 930 curfew. After next week the cycle between this training site and a remote site will begin, and will continue for 10 weeks. After that, enshallah, I will be sworn in and move somewhere permanently.
For now, the stress of training is easily offset by the physical beauty of Morocco and the fun-loving kindness of its people.
barakhlahifuk.
