There is a poverty in Morocco that is pervasive, but dignified. If you are born into a poor family, you can expect to remain poor. There are opportunities for some, but not many. There are no Horatio Alger stories that I have heard so far. Intense poverty generally manifests in resignation, not the smoldering anger that erupts individually and, on occasion, en mass in the U.S. One minor escape from poverty is through petty corruption – for example, paying the parking official to allow you to double park in the roadway, impacting the already dire street congestion. Keep Reading »
Posts Tagged ‘Vacation’
Opening Up Through Travel
Nancy and I headed off to Barcelona, Spain on October 18, 2011. We then traveled throughout Morocco, returning home, via Paris, on November 3. This, and a few subsequent posts, were written on planes, in trains and hotel rooms, lobbies, restaurants and parks, during our travels. I am happy to be home but grateful for the insights gained from my travels.
Foreign travel always sharpens my senses. As of this writing, Nancy and I just departed Casablanca on the Atlantic Coast, headed east to the historic city of Fez, the spiritual capital of Morocco. A gentleman, who married an American from Atlanta and lives in Fez, and who is sharing our train car, also explained that Fez is the country’s donkey cart capital. The streets inside the medina (the ancient City, housing millions of inhabitants, inside the ramparts) are so small and the foot traffic too great for motor vehicles. [The cry of "Balak," is your warning that a donkey is approaching and you had better move to avoid injury.] Fez is a city that retains most of the great Moroccan traditions, including textile and leather manufacturing and craft production. Keep Reading »
Taking A Break – Back Mid-November
Every once in awhile you should break with habit and try something new. That’s what I will be doing today through early November. Mind you, nothing extreme. Just some exploration and discovery. So, Coach’s Corner will return, energized with all kinds of new direction and perspective in the second week of November. See you then. By the way, you can always go back and review some past posts. We covered quite a distance in the last 150+ posts. Might not be a bad idea to check out how far we have come together. Thank you, as always, for your support.
Vacation Idle
As I sit here on a late Thursday afternoon, before a roaring fire in my living room fireplace, at my home at the Outrun Condominiums in Mt. Crested Butte, Colorado, I relish the time that constitutes my vacation. This is one of two opportunities I take each year to be with Nancy, to be with myself, and to enjoy some extraordinary time in nature. We sit here at 9500 feet in elevation, some few hundred yards from the base of Mount Crested Butte, only a 7 minute walk from a lift that takes us up to 11,500 feet for extraordinary downhill skiing . Keep Reading »
Taking a Break
For about 30 years, I have had a second home in Mt. Crested Butte, Colorado. I have tried to spend about a month a year there. In the winter, we ski. In the summer, we hike, go to the various craft, wild flower and music festivals, occasionally mountain biking and generally have a grand old time. Our home sits at about 9500’ above sea level. So, there is always a period of acclimatization. Lugging luggage up a flight of stairs is the first test of my altitude adjustment. But, Mt. Crested Butte environs are spectacularly beautiful.
Nancy, my lovely bride, drives over from California, bringing more than we ever need. Her trip takes about 24 hours. She is accompanied by Carter, our golden retriever. I fly into Denver where Nancy picks me up for the five hour drive to our home.Â
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