A Border Incident

I've not really blogged much concerning my travels in Morocco this year; I had meant to do such at a separate blog, but haven't... So instead I will share, insha'allah, a few travel narratives here, coming in no particular order. Here is the first such installment: * On arrival in Morocco my passport was stamped with a ninety day standard tourist visa. Unfortunately, my plans called for a stay slightly longer than ninety days, and since I did not wish to fill out the burdensome paperwork and face the infamous Moroccan bureaucracy, I opted to simply make a jaunt from Fez up to Ceuta (or Sebta, if you prefer), one of two Spanish-owned and operated cities on the North African coast. Besides being an opportunity to recharge in a European city, I could also renew my visa without any trouble. Or so I thought. Ceuta is a nice enough... [read full story]