Day 2 — The Road to Fes Started With Romans, Couscous, and Children Being Volunteered for Things

There is something wonderfully dangerous about waking up on the second day of a trip and believing you have adjusted.You have not.Your body still thinks it belongs in another time…

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Day 1 — Casablanca Tried to Welcome Us With Trains, Tiny Taxis, and a Police Escort

There is a dangerous moment at the beginning of every family trip when everyone is still optimistic.The bags have wheels. The children are still speaking to each other. Grandma is…

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