Archive | February, 2017

Pressed:  Shopping in the Souks of Marrakech, Morocco by Shelley Robinson

28 Feb

Learning the Ropes on the First Day:   When my husband and I first arrived to stay in a lovely little riad in the Medina of Marrakech, we were like lambs to slaughter in the local markets.  We were…

Source: Shopping in the Souks of Marrakech, Morocco by Shelley Robinson

Pressed:  Call to Prayer by Shelley Robinson

28 Feb

Five Times a Day:  One of the things that moved me greatly when we were visiting Marrakech was the call to prayer known as the “Adhan” in Arabic.  The Muezzin (the religious official wh…

Source: Call to Prayer by Shelley Robinson

Pressed:  Yes, Travelling Solo is Possible by Shelley Robinson

28 Feb

Observations about Can and Can’t People:  Before I discuss my thoughts on travelling solo, there seems to be, for me, a key philosophical premise behind why people travel on their own, and wh…

Source: Yes, Travelling Solo is Possible by Shelley Robinson

Pressed:  Paying for Post-Secondary Education by Shelley Robinson

28 Feb

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Walking the Stage My son recently graduated with his Bachelor of Arts in Sociology.  Watching him cross the stage was a huge relief to me for a number of reasons, the dominant one being that he a…

Source: Paying for Post-Secondary Education by Shelley Robinson

Pressed:  On the Other Side of Comfortable by Shelley Robinson

28 Feb

Crossing Over from 2016 to 2017:  As I transition into a new year, I realize that 2016 was challenging for me because this was the first year where I have experimented living very differently than …

Source: On the Other Side of Comfortable by Shelley Robinson

Pressed:  The Hats That I Have Worn by Shelley Robinson

28 Feb

I have spent much of my life wearing many hats, both literally and figuratively.  I have never really been fond of them.  First of all, they never seemed to feel very comfortable, nor remain on my …

Source: The Hats That I Have Worn by Shelley Robinson

Pressed:  A Love Letter to My Husband by Shelley Robinson

28 Feb

 

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I write this love letter to you, my new husband of one year, to remind you of our age (50 something), and as a result, our collective wisdom (over a hundred years together).  Yes, we still have lot…

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