Yesterday marked the half year mark of being in Morocco and I took a little thinking time to ask myself a question that was surprisingly easy to answer. Do I have any regrets about doing this? Absolutely not. This has already been the greatest experience of my life in so many ways, and I know when I look back at this time in my life I will know that I chose what was best for me at this time in my life. Three weeks at a time with no other english speaking people has shown not to be an unbearable endeavor but instead has shown me my true personality. Laughing at myself trying to cook new food, wondering if today will be one of those days there just doesn't happen to be water in my house, feeling satisfied when I use arabic to successfully tell off a man selling me a bus ticket but trying to bump up the price because he thinks I'm a tourist, choosing to lay down for a few hours while shops close up and I can read some from my books, seeing evidence of little bits of progress in the language of my students, spending time with some of the friends I've made here knowing that these volunteers will be friends I will have until I die...these are all little moments that make up my time here and I can say without any doubt that I'm happy, and I wish there were more words to use for this feeling that I have.
