This was one of the most important and amazing trips we ever took. Unfortunately, we have very few photos from the journey. 
About 24 hours after this photo was taken, John became really sick with a fever, vomiting, and diarrhea. We were in the middle of Fez, Morocco in the old city (the medina), which was only serviced by donkeys (no cars). That was the last time I ever left home without a med bag and a plan of action for disinfecting food before we ate it.
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