I never planned to be chasing 100. I remember the stories about CU's former Assistant Housing Director Bob Pine, who with his wife Dorothy had achieved a world record of 335 countries visited and I was impressed. However, travel was the destination for me. I loved interacting with the people, checking out the grocery stores, finding out what was the same and what was different, not collecting stamps in my passport. Still, there I was, 15 miles past the rock of Gibralter standing in the hum of the biggest wind-farm I have ever seen and staring at the coast of Africa looming in the haze.

At just 30 minutes away by fast ferry, it was a no brainer. Christine would be able to make her first footfall on the African continent and Morocco would make 88 countries for me, just 12 short of the 100 required to join the "Century Travel Club". A group I know nothing about but for some reason, unknown to my conscious mind, I can't wait to qualify for.

What a trip it was 30 minutes is hardly the time it takes to get from Boulder to Denver, but this short hop was like a time warp episode on Star Trek. The differences between southern Spain and northern Africa stand up and smack you in the face so hard you can't believe you started the day just a few hours ago grabbing espressos at Starbucks. This is not Europe

What it is, is fascinating! It was the final day of Ramadan and the families were out in their finest, incredible fabrics and draped in amazing ways. Completely different dress but the mood and the activity was the same as Christmas Eve in the states, the whole town heading to sundown dinners and celebrations with their family and friends that would mark the last of their fasts.

Despite being stylish for Spain, Christine felt out of place in Morocco. Her hair was uncovered and the pants she was wearing were not covered by yards of robes. However, even when I left here on a corner for a few moments to get a picture she was left alone, something I could never do in Ecuador without coming back to find someone begging her to marry him. The people could not have been kinder. We were definitely the weird ones, once again...


Anybody in the mood for fresh olives?

I think that says "Drivers License Bureau"

We were the only ones eating 2 hours before sunset...but we did stay inside out of sight.

 


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04/08/2009 22:08

I admit, I have not been on this webpage in a long time... however it was another joy to see It is such an important topic and ignored by so many, even professionals. I thank you to help making people more aware of possible issues.
Great stuff as usual....


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04/08/2009 22:15

I admit, I have not been on this webpage in a long time... however it was another joy to see It is such an important topic and ignored by so many, even professionals. I thank you to help making people more aware of possible issues.
Great stuff as usual....

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    Kent Zimmerman, Christine Lanier Zimmerman

    Kent and Christine Zimmerman upon the graduation of their son from college, left their great jobs and headed out into the world on an extended adventure. Their travels have taken them from Buenos Aires, Argentina to Kivilahti, Finland and through four continents. Along the way they have spent time studying Spanish in the wackiest Spanish school in South America and learned that their hundred dollar pizza in Norway will pay for two weeks of surf side lodging in Ecuador.

    Kent was the CEO of the University of Colorado Alumni Association for 13 years and spent a decade as the Executive Vice President of the Boulder, Colorado Chamber of Commerce.

    Christine (pronounced Christina in German) was raised in Hamburg, Germany, and taught German, Spanish and French in a Colorado high school. She loves to try anything new and is most known for her smile and putting up with Kent.

    The two of them, along with their son Lars, now working in Boulder have always known that they were not quite normal...and this adventure just proves it.

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