
A Week at a Surf Camp in Senegal, Despite Being Terrible at Surfing
By the time I reached Dakar, I had spent about two weeks traveling overland from Morocco through Mauritania and into Senegal. I…


By the time I reached Dakar, I had spent about two weeks traveling overland from Morocco through Mauritania and into Senegal. I…

Ask what a tagine is in Morocco and the answer can point to dinner or the clay pot cooking it. Usually, it…

A place becomes smaller the moment I arrive certain about it. Certain that I know what the neighborhood will feel like. Certain…

The ski goggles were the first clue that this wasn’t going to be a comfortable train ride. My host in Nouakchott helped…

The bus from Agadir to Dakhla took twenty-one hours. I sat near the front, watching the landscape through the windshield and talking…

Fes does not unfold politely. It arrives as alleys, voices, scooters, donkeys, cedar, leather, bread and the persistent suspicion that you have…

For a long time, I confused freedom with distance. The farther I could get from home, the freer I felt. A one-way…

Chefchaouen was the sort of place that made it difficult to walk in a straight line. I would turn down one blue…

When I finished studying economics and business, I had no clear idea what I wanted to do for a living. I did…

I have traveled through 61 countries and have yet to become fluent during the ride from the airport. I have become very…