Golden Tulip Farah Rabat

... br> <br>&#8220;Whose book is this?&#8221; I continued. <br> <br>&#8220;Good,&#8221; the teacher said. &#8220;Try the next line.&#8221;<br> <br>I could hear the rest of the class groan&#8230;<br> <br>This is public, and it hurts everyone around me. Don&#8217;t call on David-san, don&#8217;t call on David-san, I can hear my classmates thinking.&#8221;<br> <br> <br>Welcome to my world. Unfortunately, I find Stewart hard to loathe as he seems to be quite a nice chap ...

... as guides. I think this part of the trip was possibly my favorite because it allowed us to spend more than 3 hours talking to the students and really getting to know and understand them. Both students (one boy and one girl) were about our age and dressed in a typical western fashion. The girl did not wear (and is not at all required by law, like some Arab countries) a head scarf and the boy did not wear the traditional dress of Morocco, both were dressed as if they ...

... at &#8220;Blue Berry.&#8221; It was an adorable cafe and right on the Bou Reg Reg river. We got ice cream. Kelsey had dark chocolate and I had a scoop of bubble gum and a scoop of tiramisu. My combo earned me a side glance from the waiter but he was very obliging. On the way home we had a cabbie that scared me. I hadn&#8217;t been scared until then. I thought that I should tell my mama and Jim I love them more. I was horrified and held my breathe. I will allow for the fact that he ...

I would like to reiterate that my blog has only four stars and that you should all get "travelpod" accounts to remedy this. <br> <br>I would like to say that I don&#8217;t take pleasure in writing these and that I have to make time in my day just to let my family know that I am alive. Not true. Not only do I have time, but just in case I do run short, I push my Arabic homework back a tad. I came here hoping to learn something new. This is review (albeit good ...

... her the part of the mirror. He was totally trying not to laugh. I would have wet myself if someone had hit a fence that close to me. But, good for him. <br><br> <br>After the woman started driving again. My driver and I both chuckled. He then made like he was holding a steering wheel. He made the imaginary car swerve. Meaning that the woman was a horrible driver. I laughed.<br><br> <br>&#8220;Naam, heea lust jieda.&#8221; (Yes, she is not good.)<br><br> <br>&#8220 ...

... one of the old gates in the city) so we walked around the covered market at the gate for a while. I&#8217;ll have to ask her the name of it again later. It was lovely.<br><br> <br>Then the food (Arabic pita- not the Greek pita, hummus, tabouleh, fatoosh, ,and falafel). FANTASTIC. I really want to take pictures of the restaurant (I did get pics of the food) but it seems rude to take pictures of the people. I don&#8217;t think they really dig that here. Especially ...

... needless to say, I was as happy as a clam. I will also say that the drive was rather invigorating. There are lanes, and lights, and crosswalks- but they just don't apply to us...or anyone really. Strangely enough, even when the driver was not watching the road or driving without his hands I never felt fearful. <br><br>I trusted him to navigate his way through the hectic streets. <br><br>This is gonna take a second part...sorry. To be continued...

... you have to make it your own - it can and will be different for everyone. The cliche 'you get out of it what you put in' is 150% true for this program. I did my best to make it my own, and just hope that I can process everything I experienced over the last few weeks! <br><br>Stay tuned. I'm already thinking about my next CCS adventure. So many places to go . . . see you on the flip side.<br><br>Shokran bezzaf!!!<br><br>Patty <br><br><br><br><br><br>

... to the people we were bumping into with our bags. So much for blending in. We couldn't have looked more like clueless tourists if we tried. We jumped off the train, took off running down the platform, and jumped on the 1st class car. We made it with seconds to spare before the train took off. Whew! Thank goodness we made it. Slightly stressful, but we learned our lesson and didn't make that mistake again. <br><br>The rest ...

... The nurses didn't really pay much attention to us, so as the kids came in, we just did our best to contain the havoc. Some of the kids are pretty ill, and seemed very fragile, while others just seemed like normal kids. I think a few were from the cancer ward as well. We had to be careful handling them, so as not to hurt them. Some had IV's, etc. They had a blast playing on the new toys (a teeter totter, plastic slide, rocking horse and play house ...