Riad Marhaba Rabat

... the class, miles behind that former dope, Sang Lee. What makes it that much harder to bear is the teacher’s kindness, which has come to feel like pity. “You can keep your book open,” Miki-sensei told me…

…After dictation we opened our books and read out loud. Mae Lee breezed right along, as did Indri and Claude. Then came my turn. “Who…whose…book… ;is…”

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... we were all a bit sad as we headed off to bed, aware that the wonderful experience we were having was soon about to come to a close. Thankfully however had one last morning in Chefchaouen and we spent it taking an early morning hike to an overlook of the city. At 7am all the doors to the town were shut, the town lay beneath us, still asleep and pretty. Decorated similarly to Asilah, the doors and bottom parts of every wall were painted blue and it was nice to spend a ...

... so much. The shopping went well. Actually, it went very well I just didn’t find the kind of things I was looking for. I did find some harem pants (I don’t think that is a PC term, I just don’t know what to call them) and a beautiful cotton scarf. We had a nice cabbie on the way back to the Bayt and he explained that the plethora of young men in the street was because of a double football match. It was a giant mesh of police and youngsters.

Upon arriving ...

... stopped." And since here (as before mentioned) the speed limit doesn't matter, you might get away with it. So yes, people do run reds, except they are actually yellow, or were.

I didn’t include a segment on being a pedestrian. It’s short so I’ll put it here. Cars take precedence here. The ninnies in the States would like to think the pedestrian is important, but here they know that Americans are a bunch of wimps. They would tell Americans ...

... 8217;d already had enough of that. We get to the quasi-roundabout, there is just no way to describe it, and there’s this woman at the light who’s taking a whole lane to herself (which is a no-no in a land of splitting lanes) and trying to squeeze in front of us. She wouldn’t fit. I tried to give her the benefit of the doubt and I assumed she was a foreigner. She wasn’t as I was to find out later.


The light changed and she totally cut ...

... a half an hour before Kendra’s return, Ziggy came to chat. We’re talking, then the British kid, James joined in. We all had a nice chat until Kendra came to get me.


When Kendra had finished she asked if I wanted to go out or have her cook. I really had no preference, so she decided that she’d like to eat at her favorite Lebanese restaurant. She used to frequent the place when she studied here last summer. The restaurant was by Bab ...

You arrive in Rabat and a man directs the plane so that it sits just in front of Terminal 2 (strangely enough though, it seems to be the only terminal- except the new terminal being built near-by). They wheel up some stairs- not the "Arrested Development" kind- they push these bad boys.

Then you walk in the building, go through thermal scans (which I have never seen), go through the passport check, collect your luggage and head out.
Rabat, Morocco landerh

... I had no clue what to get. I just hope I can get everything home in one piece!

Yesterday afternoon Khadija did henna for a few of us. She's an amazing henna artist and made it look so easy! She did both of my hands in 15 minutes. Then I had to hold it still for another 40 minutes while it dried. It looks awesome and should last for about two weeks.







Two of us will be spending the night in ...

... through Q&A and preparation plans for our Sahara trip this coming weekend. (!!!!) So, so excited for that.

I'm going to sign off now and get to bed. I'm still trying to shake this cold, and need all the rest I can get. So many in our group are sick with colds, I'm afraid we're just going to pass it back and forth. I bought some Vitamin C tablets today and hope they do something to boost my immune system!

B'esselama,

Patty

... fantastic - turns out the band is a favorite of the younger generation in Morocco and there was a tremendous turn-out. We realized that it was about a 75:25% male to female ratio, which was interesting - not exactly intimidating but we definitely knew we weren't in Kansas anymore, so to speak. In Rabat, there are very few women out at night. We had our lone male volunteer, Kurt, with us so that was good. It seems that many ...