Rod Pasha

In April, the cruellest month, 'traveling and tormented, dialectic and bizarre'

“That fez was created by the fez-maker for the King of Morocco,” said my host. “You can tell that it’s not a normal fez because it is lined with cork. Do try it on.”

I tried it on, and did my best to pull a distinguished face for the selfie in the candlelight remains of the dinner party. I’m ready for my djellaba, Mr. Saint Laurent.

A short while earlier…