Still in Morocco. Still in the Newsroom trying to file stories before 6 pm. One down, and another left.
We usually know how these conferences are like: the speeches are so predictable it is not funny; so the challenge comes with how to make the stories jump out at you for the Paper the next day.
My first story about the African Union's African Risk Capacityu made it to the Paper, and I met a fortmer associate of my former workplace who has just found out am now with Radio.
How do you find it? She wondered. I must have said something like I find it liberating. Not quite sure exactly, but it was something close enough.
I was approached to write a blog post by close of the conference, and so, this is an attempt of sorts to do so. Actually, I just feel like venting!
I have met some incredible people; and found it hard to write about it as the keyboard is not particularly conducive -- there are too many Arabic characters! -- but I want to write this down for posterity.
Something tells me this experience here in Morocco is going to be a lot more memorable than I ever dreamt of.
So am counting on noone but myself to ensure it becomes so!
If you are reading this wondering whether I am back to my blogging habits, well, kind of. The Moroccans are a lot more friendlier than I imagined.
In 2005, I was in North Africa -- Tunisia to be precise for a UN World Summit on Information Society -- and I met some incredible people in a country that looked more European than African! Those stories can be read here: http://ekbensahinghana.blogspot.com/2005/11/tunis-mosaique-of-breathtaking.html
Yeah; that is how long I have been blogging. Almost a decade.