Rudolph
Wednesday, December 24th, 2003December 24, 2003Rudolph was alive when I bought him.When coming to Morocco, I really didn’t think about spending Christmas here. It was clear that because this is a Muslim country, Christmas isn’t readily celebrated. But as the days inched their way to Santa Claus’ departure from the North Pole, it never really dawned on me that it was the ‘holiday season’: Christmas trees were non-existent, the city hadn’t been transformed into a red, green, blue, gold and silver shopping machine and there were no reports on the nightly news about whether consumer spending was up or down this year. In addition, the weather in my city wasn’t ripe for snow – albeit snow was visible on …