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    Christopher Benson

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    Caroline Tooker


Palestine: Nexus of Faiths, Cultures,and Languages

Palestine: Nexus of Faiths, Cultures,and Languages

February 18th, 2014

by Caroline Tooker

  My name is Caroline Tooker, I’m a Sophomore at Loyola majoring in International Business with a minor in Arabic Language and Culture. This summer, I spent two months in the West Bank. I hadn’t really planned out my trip and only knew I was going ten days before I got on the plane, so […]


New Rhythms

New Rhythms

January 14th, 2014

by Megan Meagher

I can recall from my first few days of staying in Morocco as being characterized by a challenging new rhythm—rhythm regarding the schedule of my day (there’s a clear shift in Tangier, causing the city to come alive more so in the ladder half of the day, especially after sunset), rhythm in the way that […]


My Experience, My Adventure

My Experience, My Adventure

October 31st, 2013

by Megan Meagher

 marHaban! For two months this past summer I had the opportunity to study Arabic in Tangier, Morocco as part of a language-intensive federal scholarship program “CLS” (Critical Language Scholarship). While I had been studying Arabic the past two years at Loyola, this summer marked my first experience living in an Arabic-speaking country where I was […]


Last Impressions

Last Impressions

November 5th, 2012

by Christopher Benson

I still find myself eating with my hands and adding unreasonable amounts of milk to my coffee.  Occasionally a “shukran” or “Alhamdulillah” slips out, and I often recall the Moroccans and their similarities or differences with Americans as I consider this or that social theory or anthropological study.  Via Facebook and email I’ve harbored my […]


The Tangier Tango

The Tangier Tango

September 1st, 2012

by Christopher Benson

The weekend before last was a dash to Tangier way in the North to Chefchaouen in the mountains and back to Rabat. Tangier was extraordinary, the most beautiful big city I’ve been to in this country though a very European town in general.  We spent Saturday wandering the city with friends from the CLS group […]


August 17th, 2012

by Christopher Benson

EDUCATION Generally Moroccans grow-up speaking one of two languages, Darija or Amazigh.  Darija is the Moroccan Dialect of Arabic, influenced heavily by Amazigh and French.  Never taught in school, Darija’s spelling isn’t standardized and certain vocabulary and pronunciation change within the country.  Amazigh is the name applied to a diverse group of dialects spoken by […]


Morocco’s Slice of Sahara

Morocco’s Slice of Sahara

August 2nd, 2012

by Christopher Benson

Last weekend was an arduous journey to reach the little town of Merzouga near the dune sea named Erg Chebbi.  The first leg of our journey was a train ride to Meknes (which took two extra hours because our train caught fire. Classic Morocco), followed by a nine-hour bus ride.  We didn’t have a hotel […]


Political Views, Pandemonium, and the Preservation of Roman Glory

Political Views, Pandemonium, and the Preservation of Roman Glory

July 26th, 2012

by Christopher Benson

The weekend before last was a journey I’d long been waiting for, Fez and Volubilis.  We were also in Meknes for a bit but we were all exhausted from the schedule so I’ll just say it’s a fine city to take a nap in. Fez is famous for its leather, and I was happy to […]


Marrakech and Misconceptions

Marrakech and Misconceptions

July 13th, 2012

by Christopher Benson

Marrakech began with Western decadence: steaks, Cuban cigars, and the company of great men, a nice escape from the constant work and simple meals of a typical week. Saturday morning we went to Eureka valley, an awesome sight and a fine place for rock climbing.  Classic Indiana Jones-style bridges everywhere and delicious tanjine (specially marinated […]


No one parties like a Moroccan

No one parties like a Moroccan

July 13th, 2012

by Christopher Benson

It’s been a while since the wedding of my host sister but I have to talk about it and perhaps my forgetfulness will filter out the less important aspects.  There is no set pattern for a wedding in Morocco, but in our family the celebrations began days beforehand.  Relatives set up camp throughout the house […]