Travel abroad

After a short while I transferred to another location and met a co worker from Morocco. She was a sweet heart and quickly began telling me about her brother, (my friends called him zoolander) and we exchanged emails. We emailed each other weekly and sent each other pics. After about 8 months of communicating I decided to travel to Morocco. I mean how could I not go? So I renewed my passport and booked my trip. I had a connection in JFK and almost missed my flight which was not the best way to start my trip, the only reason I made the flight was because a man who worked for the airline took pity on me when I was sitting and sobbing hysterically because my luggage was checked through to Casablanca and I was not. So I make it to Casablanca with my luggage to meet my Moroccan. We stop for a coffee before we go to his house and I tell him about my trip, more about myself, asked questions about Morocco and after 30 minutes of not really responding he looked at me and said could you please speak slower I do not understand. Oh boy this is going to be a long and interesting week. We get up to leave and I begin my journey of driving through Morocco and meeting his family.

Peru

So shortly after moving south I transferred to another location for work, and soon realized I needed to learn at little Spanish to get by with half of my client base. After learning maybe 30 words, I helped a gentleman with a purchase and I guess I made an impression because a week later he came back to my store with a burned cd filled with love songs and his number. I was not aware of and Pre arranged marriages with him so I figured why not! So I started dating a man who was 5 inches shorter than me and 8 years older. He took me to different South American restaraunts, the South American film festival ( which was the saddest movie I have ever seen I had no idea Columbia was really Like that) and we just hung out. After he met a couple of my friends I grew increasingly suspicious if was really 8 years older than me, and eventually learned he was 18 years older than me and was a diplomat. I never really got over the age difference, I know age is just a number, and not necessarily true when you are 23.