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Day 11 April 4, 2015 Depart Nice Arrive JFK NY
... and security. We cot to our gate but it didn't have our Paris flight number. We said good bye to Sam and Dorothy who were flying to Barcelona for their next trip.
I went upstairs and found something else to buy (not heavy!) and then went back down. The gate still had a different flight. Back up 2 flights to find a departure board. Our gate had been changed. We all went upstairs and found our gate. We lined and didn't wait too long to board. The ...
We are excited and looking forward to our next adventure to Morocco. This is a trip that we have wanted to do for some time. We will visit ancient cities with medinas, walled with maze-like streets, village oases, and nomadic tribes that still roam the Sahara. Our tour will take us to many geographically diverse areas: the Atlas and Rif Mountain, the Sahara desert (where we will spend 2 nights in a ...
... ten times by then. I think he even made reference to ******** his pants when a sign for JFK came up on the highway. I on the other hand was considerably calm. I didn't want to question why I was not freaking out... I was enjoying my brother's anxiety at 5 am way to much! I had planned so much for so long. It wasn't like I was heading off into the wild blindfolded like some thought I was doing (heh-hem, Liz) A ...
... while involuntary seemed necessary given my thoughts at the time. It helped me imagine being a Poquatuck Indian going about my business, when out of nowhere this white invader steps out in front of me and starts controlling my world. I didn't think that bow too long, not at all, even with my "tourist" status. Although frustrated and annoyed, I had at least acknowledged that Mr Clodhopper was there. He in turn, just like the white interlopers of yore, treated me like I ...