So after 2 days of traveling by foot, train, and bus: we made it to Tangeir at the top Morocco right next to Spain, jus to find out that a last min ticket to Barcelona was like $2,000 one way, the conference was sold out, I have developed an extreme case of motion sickness, the town we got stuck in smelled like fish because it was on the port….. the list goes on. All I can say was BLOWN! BLOWN! BLOWN!.... if this was a reality show the producers would have figured something out, but because this is REALITY I have to go with the flow.. When like gives you lemons make lemon aid. So I had to find a place to gather my thoughts and lay out a new program. I was thinking about going to see a friend of a friend but they were another 6 hour bus ride up and down through the mountains, so I had to stretch that idea. Then I was thinking about going to Fez, but everyone has been talking about how beautiful Chefchaouen is, so I did heads or tails and Chefchaouen won. So after a good night’s sleep and a pretty boring breakfast we caught the bus 2hours on leveled ground into the Mountains. While I was seating on the bus I was looking at my babies; they were so calm and comfortable, trusting whatever I say and do. But I couldn’t help but wonder if I doing the right thing. Dragging my children all the way to Africa, but right in the middle of my thoughts of self pity I remembered that just this morning the girls got up and greeted each other in French, and my oldest daughter poured tea (Moroccan style) for the table. That memory brought a smile to my face and a calm came over my heart.  Yes I am doing the right thing, mostly because there are no wrong choices, but also because I know this experience will shape their lives in ways I cannot even imagine, and the choice to leave America and come to Africa feels so good inside my soul (no matter what has happened). Then my thought got interrupted by the beauty of this land. Morocco is one of the most beautiful countries I have ever seen. It has so much going on from mountains with snow caps to beautiful sandy beaches to the Sahara desert. I really love this place!!!!

I did not stay in Tangier because it is not my cup of tea. People always think that the place that has the most people and the most stores or clubs is the most popping. Not me, give me slow, quite, relaxed, and beautiful scenery and I am a happy camper. Tangier felt to me like New York and Seattle got married and had a super crowded tilted baby.  My thoughts were even moving fast when we were there…lol so were moving on………..