Hello, all. As some of you may know, this is my final journal to you all. I had a great time getting to know you all. I hope you learned a lot about life on the other side of the world from this experience. Before I depart from you all, though, I want to share a little more about different parts of Africa, showing you how my experience in Botswana is not how all people in Africa live their lives
First, I visited Morocco, a country in the northern part of Africa. Here, they speak exclusively Arabic, though some younger people might know some English due to the internet. The country is an interesting mix of Islamic architecture and traditions while also having European influences (such as crepe stands on the streets). The main religion in Morocco is Islam, so five times every day, there is a call to prayer. Sometimes, the call to prayer notification is played on bells, but in the city of Rabat, where I visited, it was men singing that notified everyone that it was time for prayer. Also, because Islam is the predominant religion, the city changes a lot during Ramadan, a holiday where people fast in order to feel more connected to God. Due to the fasting, restaurants open way later, leaving people out late at night, and there is still a call to prayer five times a day.
