First time living alone
First bird that flew around my apartment, I am Snow White
First cockroach
First power outage
First malfunctioning piece of equipment (fridge)
First night on my own
First time making breakfast using a gas stove
First sandstorm
First turkish toilet issue, eww
First visitor
First night sleeping on the roof
First time doing all my laundry by hand
First time visiting a Moroccan family without being invited
First invitation to a wedding in my community
First "diva" fuster cluck
First attempt at coffee (mostly a failure)
First rain in the desert
First niece (!!!)
First ride in the tranzit
First random tears
First cleansing of the space, super necessary
First afternoon True Blood Marathon
First "conversion" conversation
First genocide of the flies, oh the carnage
First "natural" hot yoga, no studio needed!
It's been a big week. Hell, it's been a big month. I'm still processing the time between Rabat, Errachidia, Beni Tajite, Ouarzazat and Tazarine: two host families, two sites, high temperatures and higher emotions. It's been a roller-coaster ride, but I couldn't be happier to finally be settled in my new home. The people are wonderful, the work will be fulfilling and the challenge has only just begun. Zwin the Morocco.
