Helnan Chellah Morocco Rabat

... this all the more frustrating. I would like to have Stewart be the enemy and me, the poor, helpless, Arabic disabled student.<br> <br>There is this grammar concept which seems to be out of my grasp and I clearly do not understand it. Stewart buzzed right on through it and then made sentences after digging into his wealth of knowledge. Hafeetha kept asking me for sentences. Since I didn&#8217;t understand whatever it was, it proved as difficult as one could imagine ...

... walked out onto the streets of NYC or the like. In just three hours we were able to discover that all of us had many more similarities than we had differences, we liked the same music, the same movies, and even gushed over how cute we think Matt Damon is. Before I left for Morocco I had this impression that I was going to be going to a world that was so vastly different from my own, and yet I found myself talking with these students for three hours about things I talk ...

... EXACTLY where his car was and used this to the scariest possible effect. Maybe his wife had left him that morning but OH GOODNESS.<br><br>There wasn&#8217;t very much traffic this weekend most likely due to the annual Green March which celebrates the original Green March. If I remember correctly, Moroccans thought that walking across the desert en masse would scare the Spanish into leaving. It worked. So pictures are still on the back burner. <br><br>Sorry this post wasn&#8217 ...

... since I remembered nothing). I am on vacation. Meaning travel blog. I am also considering starting a blog on my return home. It&#8217;s kind of fun knowing that people read the inane trivialities of my life. <br> <br>SO the happenings of today. I woke up, ate breakfast, wrote yesterday&#8217;s blog and drew the diagrams, tidied up the place, and slept for hours. 11am-- 5pm. I know you are jealous. Then I woke up and headed to Friday&#8217;s for dinner ...

... naam!&#8221; He said something else in Arabic that escaped me. <br><br> <br>&#8220;Heea majnoona!&#8221; (She is crazy!) Crazy is VERY useful. Remember it. <br><br> <br>&#8220;Huna,&#8221;he said pointing to the Bayt. &#8220;Here?&#8221;<br><br> <br>&#8220;Naam.&#8221;<br><br> <br>I paid him and he left. It was awesome. <br><br> <br>Some day where I do nothing, I&#8217;ll write about the rules of the road. When I first arrived, I thought the roads were a chaotic mess but ...

... it&#8217;s not the touristy parts that I want to take pictures of. I like pictures of the small streets, markets, etc. <br><br> <br>After eating, Kendra helps me catch a cab, &#8220;Irfane, bayt al maarifa&#8221; which is where I live. (I&#8217;ve been transliterating it wrong, it&#8216;s not &#8220;Beit maarifa.) The cabbie said &#8220;Oui, oui.&#8221; So I get into the cab and we get on our way. The cabby asks where I am going in darija (colloquial). He&#8217;d said ...

... give instructions in Arabic and French, and well over half the class didn't speak French, so we would just be lost. The classes were just below my level, and it was frustrating. Every day, at 1030, we have a tea break, for the traditional Moroccan mint tea with LOTS of sugar. Class ends between 1245 and 1:00, and that's when we have lunch. Lunch is good. It is always traditional Moroccan food, like ...

... the train ride was good. The scenery was gorgeous and I tried to take it all in. If I didn't have to blink, I wouldn't have. We passed by the first shanty town about 20 minutes outside Rabat, and saw several more along the way. There are communities of them - I couldn't tell what the homes were built out of, but there was sheet metal on the roofs with bricks or tires on top to hold the roofs on. Kids would run alongside ...

... spent a lot of time helping kids up the slide and down the slide, up the slide and down the slide - you get the idea. I don't think they're used to being so silly or seeing adults be silly, and it was nice to see them smile. One little man came in, promptly introduced himself, shook our hands, and pulled out paperwork to show us that he had just received shots - not one, but two - in his left arm! He also showed us his name. I think he's been around ...

Second time's a charm. The train drops me off right in the center of Rabat and from there I easily find a nice inexpensive hotel, no WiFi or anything fancy like that, but back then it was a novelty and I was hardly addicted to it. What I DO have are about a 100 CD&#8217;s I picked up from the WOMEX conference, which are extremely heavy, so I set about listening to them and downloading anything I like ...