We got into the cab. Joe attempted to communicate with the driver, pulled out his own map and pointed at the location. As I watched their halting, awkward attempts to overcome the language barrier, I was reminded of how it is for me in my own country. At that very moment, I felt like my hearing fiancé was getting a dose of what it’s like to be a deaf person in a hearing world.

It’s true what they say about deaf people. When you are robbed of one of your senses, the others are heightened. And there is no better place to put that to the test than in Marrakech’s souks.

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