“Tangier de mis Amores!” Probably what some Spanish writer would say about this beautiful city! It mean it’s right here, as North as you can possibly get in Morocco, lying on the coast, between the Atlantic and the Mediterranean and only minutes away from some amazing beaches and some fun waiting to happen! You know, the more I travel and get out in this country, the more I’m taken back by the beauty that is virtually hidden in a kingdom roughly a little bit bigger than California. I don’t think that there’s any country in the entire and I mean, the ENTIRE Arab World, with such plurality in culture and language and such an intermixing and conglomeration of cultures and peoples and beauties of life. Indeed, East does meet West here, I mean, it’s only 30 minutes from Spain and I DEFINITELY recommend it to anyone wanting to get away for a couple of weeks. Morocco: the land of the setting sun! Where you can lounge in Tangier, take a dip in the splendidly clean and clear blue water beaches of Moulay Bousselham, as you sip some tea in Marrakesh, strike it big with a smart business in Casablanca, wandering through the Aladdin-esque streets of Fès, the world’s oldest medieval city, as you plan a road trip with your buddies through entire cities and villages of red dirt and mud, and you finish your tour aboard a spitting camel on a trek across the Sahara, and thus, you end your day, relaxing and indulging in the true magnificence of the beautiful painting that brings the day to a close, as you prepare yourself to sleep in Bedouin tents for the night and to wake up the following morning to perhaps the most incredible sunrise you have ever experienced. My friends, I give you Morocco: A land of plenty! Not a land of milk and honey, but a land that certainly flows with spice and passion and whose food will utterly leave you asking for more. Well, the vast majority of times. I think I’m going to come back and buy a little house here one day, In Shaa Allah, and spend my days with people who live, and worship, and laugh, and love! May God continue to bless these humble and people and keep them, as we say in Arabic, “noble of heart.”
So, I’ve recently been down about the death of a friend in Palestine. May God rest his soul! Samih (Pronounced SameeH) Al-Madhoun, the cousin of my best friend and brother Hani Al-Madhoun, was recently killed in the Gaza Strip by Hamas gunmen. He has been a victim of hate and war that has recently ravaged the Gaza Strip, a clash between Fatah and Hamas that has transformed itself into a bloody civil war, with Palestinian killing Palestinian and for what? For Power? For “Legitimacy”? For the “Liberation” of Palestine? Liberation from whom? From the Palestinian “Occupiers” of Palestine? Samih is just another sad loss for the struggling people of Palestine and their cause for freedom and justice. Samih and I had talked several times, enjoying several pleasant video conversations over the Internet as we exchanged words and laughs. They were good times! I called him Samih, he called me Abu El Salvador . . . I even sang a song to this guy! He was a good man and now he’s gone. He was the talk of town from what Hani said; he was in his car with some of his companions when they were gunned down, but Samih was just wounded though. Then the Hamas Bastards (Please, pardon my language) dragged him from his car, shot him in the legs, and then the chest and stomach. Executed the brother right there in public! He went down like a man though, not wanting to kneel down to those gunmen, even though they were for that moment, ever more powerful than him. As he died, he yelled: “3ashat Fateh!” or “Long Live Fateh!” He was the one who got Hani into Egypt and did him the favor of making some calls so he could get his Visa to the U.S. He was the last leader left holding President Abbas’ Al-Muntada or Presidential Palace. It really broke my heart to hear these sad news and I pray that God will be with Hani’s family and others who are still running for their lives. There were more than 10 attempts on his life before (and all of them failed!) but this time they got to him. Times are hard and they’re getting even harder! Allah Yir7amu!
Well, I should get back to doing some good work while on this Arabic program, and yes, two weeks have gone by, and I’m starting to get control of the system and the schedule. This Arabic program is definitely intense in every and I mean, EVERY sense of the word, but I’m up to it and I’m learning so much and succeeding at it, it’s great! I’m happy, I’m healthy, I’m eating well, I'm sleeping well, I’m safe, and Al-Hamdu Lillah, I’m making progress every day, even it is the slightest amount. “Rome wasn’t built in one day” is what Johnny over here just told me, so here’s to continued and determined efforts to learn Arabic! “What you are to be, you are now becoming!” And as for this Nameless Wanderer, such is definitely the case. “Inn yanSurkumu Allahu, falaa ghaliba lakum” (If God has granted you victory, there is nothing that can prevail against you!)
