When I was in undergrad, I had the opportunity to study abroad. At the time, I was feeling really disconnected from my university, from my friends, and from myself. I was trying to be serious writer and also figure out who I wanted to be in a transsexual sense. So, I decided that I would study abroad to Hull, UKāthe Brits on this app will get itāand I had a seriously bad time.
Hull is quite small but somehow quite hard to get around. Philip Larking was so right when he said āIsolate city spread alongside water, / Posted with white towers, she keeps her face / Half turned toĀ Europe, lonely northern daughter, / Holding through centuries her separate place.ā
Andrew Marvel writing about Hull said āI by the river would complain.ā
Turns out, Iām not somebody who thrives in old and isolated cities. I am somebody who gets lonely and complains. (I also desperately needed to transition. ((Larkin might have been happier if he did too.)) I started drinking way too much, descended into an absolute wreck, spent every dollar I could outside of Hull and never attended class. I didnāt even finish out the year.
All of this is to say that if you know the things that make you happy are inaccessible in Morocco, you should study somewhere else.