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... the inevitable 'switch'. The switch is when the brother-talk abruptly ends and the self-righteous demands kick in. Youssef demanded 10 euros, 5 from each of us. He showed us to the cafe, did he not? Was the view not beautiful? He had a wife and children to take care of, and we were good people no? Annoyed debating ensued and was followed up by him stalking us for 5 minutes. After that he took off, I imagine whispering Arabic curses to himself about the ungratefulness of tourists.
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The Beach is feeling more comfortable!
... even touch it, so Maggie came over and whacked it like the scot that she is and I was like ahhhh, I see. So I learned....and did that myself this morning. They make me Louisa tea as well which is like lemsip but so much better made with fresh leaves I just have to make sure I don't eat the leaves but it's a beaut. There's a lovely flashing light in the kitchen too which adds character, think they need to get the bulb sorted. Maggie wasn't up this morn when ...
Kasbah Tourists
... gettin lost in the souks again!!! So we came out back at the square where we started, and we were like, oh was that it?! Hilarious. Great fun. So then we tried one of the other circuits that these tourist maps were telling us to walk, then we got lost....very lost...and we came out somewhere where there was another map and it said 'votre etes ici' and we were like, what?? We r there?! So then we tried to find our way back and we came out somewhere else and foud another map ...
Culture in Morocco
... sorts. So in short, although being wary of people is necessary, and it can be worrying, you cant be scared of everyone just beacause of how they are here, otherwise you will not enjoy your time. Now that part is pretty much focussed on women as men don't have that problem at all.
This next part is about food, and I know one person in particular *cough*dad*cough* who may not survive here just because he wouldnt eat, and ...
Ramdan Mubarak
I haven't written in a while, as I've been traveling and also been swept away in the energy of Ramadan. We're about a third of the way through it right now. It's a whole month of fasting from food and water during the daytime. I had my first experience of a Moroccan Iftar for breaking the fast on Saturday at my conversation partner's home in Tetouan. The women in the house had spent several hours preparing harira (Moroccan soup) shabakia, ...