Firsts.

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.