Happy Photos from Stage...

THE PHOTOS BELOW ARE A COLLAGE FROM THE PAST SEVERAL MONTHS: (I don't have DSL Internet in Agdz, so I will not be uploading photos as often ... here's a bunch for now)
One of my most memorable moments (so far) in Morocco: the Megribi wedding musicians blasting into the wedding party with their powerful drums, chanting and loooong trumpets. We danced the night away.

Our Double "Wedding" .. Frederick & Christine, bride & groom #2 .. eating the traditional celebratory foods: a cone of sugar, dates, and milk. They through candy to all of us and opened gifts... then we were in for a treat:

Our Double "Wedding" .. Segun & Kelsie, bride & groom #1.

"Babs" or "B-Smiley" as we fondly called Barbara, was our oldest (77 Years Old) and most endeared volunteer. She sadly had to depart on Medical Separation. But we will never forget her. (Pictured above, I'm giving her a rose tatoo :)

Jehan, one of my dear SBD friends and Moshay's little puppy, Muskila (which means "little problem") ... she was sooo cute!

Oooh who wouldn't fall in love with that?? Bart and Muskila

Me and Mahmoudi, our Safety & Security coordinator for Peace Corps. He's great. Couldn't resist a photo of him in his sharp suit.

Lena, a YD volunteer and great friend. I think our outfits nicely portrayed the full gamut of "costumes" at the Swearing In: an American professional suit and Moroccan formal attire.

Scottie, Jess and Katie, my bubbly, wonderful friends.

YD (Youth Development) Dudes & I: Mark, Scottie, Me, Moshay, Bart

Me, Sara & Katie .. our last few days before taking off to corners of our new world..

The Hotel Madiera in Fes was fantabulous. The view even more so... I spent a good amount of time with my nose pressed to the massive windows or out by the pool overlooking old city.

KHENIFRA: This is one of my favorite street shots from my CBT site, taken on the day of Laid Sgira (big holiday here)

The Frenchie & his Mexican Chiwawa: In Marakesh one sees .. well all kinds of sites. One morning, we were sitting at a cafe eating breakfast when this character strode up and sat down near us. He began smoking a cigar; it was 9AM. A begger walked by; the little chiwawa plunged into action, barking and growling as furiously as his little body could.. on his owner's knee. The disheartened begger departed. The Frenchman didn't blink an eye. Another vendor walked up, and a child.. the scene repeated itself. The Frenchman calming looked over and (in French) said: "My dog doesn't like beggars, vendors or children. She likes Champagne, restaurants and airplanes". We were in stitches. He gladly posed for a photo.