After living in the city for a month or so, we moved out to a suburb of Casablanca. We had found a nice house with a pool, and it was just around the corner…

I remember the first time I went to Morocco. It was like being transported into another time. We went to Marrakech for an extended weekend for a friend’s 50th birthday…

When we arrived at our house, we were greeted by a very kind man named Hussein. Hussein did not speak French. He was able to say “bonjour, au revoir, bonne nuit, merci, oui and non…