Sick

A few days ago I woke up sick, and it got worse. I haven't been this sick since I got poisoning in India and lost 8lbs. Its actually really scary to be that ill alone in another country where your hotel barely speaks english.

I was hysterical most of the time. Thank god the internet worked for the 1st day+ 1/2 and I could call my mom and Shaari to help heal me. 

My mom is a chiropractor/nutritionist.

Today I'm over the worst and hopefully I'll be human tomorrow. I've extended my stay in this hotel by a few days, so I'm traveling tomorrow, god help me.

I wanted to document my trip, and this was a big event for me, so here I am the crying sick mess,  me at my lowest.

Photos by me.

The People of Algeciras

This man was great. He was sitting at the bottom of a 4 story garage, and saw me taking pictures. 

He didn't speak english, but he referenced the pack of wild spanish boys that had recently gone up, and told me they were smoking pot. He thought it would make a great picture... I think he knew the boys might be upset with me if I did.

I think this man was homeless,  he never spoke to me, but he was walking along the same stretch of sidewalk as me. I was walking faster, but kept stopping for photos, and we kept running into each other. 

Finally I asked if I could photograph him, and he agreed. 

Afterward he had the most giddy glowing smile I've ever seen. He waved at me before he crossed the street with such emotion.

I think my finding beauty in him, enough to want his picture did something to him. 

When I'm down I think photography is a purposeless job. Moments like this remind me otherwise.

These two men were sitting at a cafe and invited me to join them. They were both from Morocco. 

The man in the aloha shirt is a journalist, he writes about politics.

He invited me to stay in Morocco with him, and his family for a month and take photos for a "pamphlet". 

Sadly I had to leave it at I'll call you if I'm ever able to come back for that long.

This boy wants to be a rapper. He named off all of the american rappers he admires; 50 Cent, B.I.G., and many names I couldn't quite translate. 

There was a wedding at my hotel. Beautiful. 

Photos by Alana Fickes, me.

Welcome to Spain

I know I've had quite a long absence, I'll catch you up as I go. Promise. Today I'm in Algeceras, Espania. 

Join me.

Let me paint a picture for you, of a beautiful little town in the south of Spain called Algeciras...

Moment:

My day was going less than well, when I stopped to eat at a beautiful cafe, I ordered their only sandwich and the "Espresso Glace".

Suddenly Oh My God, the most delicious liquid bliss hit my lips. 

I expected espresso and got a cold blended coffee and sweet cream mouthfull. Not like a frappuccino, like coffee+heaven.

The sandwich was the icing on the cake. Deelish.

And the best part was the bill. So cheap!... and they forgot the sandwich.

Photos by me.

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