Do They Know It's Christmas in Africa?

My fellow PCV friend Diana recently posted a blog post that expresses some points I have been thinking about in recent weeks. 

"I’ve collected the following observations during my two weeks in Madrid:

• Vacations are important. This one allowed me to step away from the small immediate pieces and get a grasp on the bigger picture. As I told someone, Madrid reminded me of life in Los Angeles – but better. Growing up in Los Angeles, living outside of LA, living in Morocco…collectively, my life experiences allowed me to appreciate everything this city had to offer.

• Living in Morocco for (what will be) 2 years is incredible. I get caught up in the frustrations and forget this sometimes (e.g., last week) but I know that this opportunity has allowed me to grow into a more conscientious person. Priceless are the people, places and experiences I’ve been able to meet, see and partake in.

• Describing my life in Morocco sounds absurd to anyone who 1) is not a Peace Corps Volunteer serving in Morocco, 2) has not travelled to Morocco, and 3) is a guy who does not fall into categories 1 and 2 above. I don’t mean to offend anyone but the context to understand just isn’t there."

(Check her blog out at Diana's Blog).

Also, vacations aren't just important, they are imperative to our mental sanity. I would loose my mind if I couldn't escape the pressure once in a while. 

My holiday cheer is in full effect with these decorations filling my room. I even got some Christmas lights from a volunteer who left, so my room feels "in the spirit" even if the outside world doesn't. 

The tree I bought at the superstore last year! Complete with ornaments from my mom!

Merry Christmas to all. I am headed to a village outside of Essaouira to celebrate with some fellow PCVs. It should be a blast. And to all a good night.