Saturday, June 30, 2012

To start with...

Let me introduce myself as an ex-pat American who made the crazy decision five years ago to move to Morocco so I could marry my college sweetheart.  This decision, naturally, complicated life in untold ways, but has enriched it in untold ways as well.  Thus, this blog will probably be a love/hate letter to the country that simultaneously embraces me and beats me to a sniveling pulp  (metaphorically, Mom, don't worry) on a weekly, if not daily, basis.   Writing this blog will help me get some gripes off my chest, share with y'all the beauty of this paradoxical land, but, most importantly, it will get me writing.  Of course, it'll help get me connected to the people back home, and vice versa.

The name of the blog is silly and romantic, and certainly not my attitude towards Morocco a hundred percent of the time.  But Morocco is nothing if not smelly, and two of its better smells are the scent of orange blossoms that hangs on the air upon entering and leaving Marrakech, and the refreshing smell of spearmint that steeps along side potent gunpowder tea in silver tea pots all over the country.

That, my readers, is what I have to offer up for now.  I hope to have intrigued the majority of you so that every few minutes you refresh the browser window to see if I've updated this thing.  Unlikely, yes, but I'll try really hard to write every couple of days.  It's my first blog, so I don't know how good I am at this stuff.  Enjoy the weekend!

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