Hotel Michlifen Ifrane

... i am using right now with internet and oh yeah, skype!! I can't even believe how blessed we are to be staying here.,we have the place all to ours!! we watched a movie and went to bed thursday night, i didn't even attempt to leave the house as I was pretty sick. I woke up friday morning feeling even worse than thursday night and it was extremely difficult to wake up let alone walk around. so we chilled around the house for a bit, and when i worked up the strong ...

... duty free on the boat, then we had showers then, pretty exhausted after travelling for almost 24 hrs, crashed out until 10 the next morning. So, looking back, we left Fes at approx 2 am. I was impressed with the CTM bus system, we even had luggage labels which we had to present at the end of the trip to get our bikes and luggage. I don't sleep on buses, or trains or any kind of transport. So by the time we tipped ...

With the exception of the fact that turning twenty one in Morocco is fruitless, and that I had a midterm exam until about ten thirty pm, this birthday was very nice. I never expected the friends I have met here to organize such nice things. Of course Karim was the grand coordinator; he cooked a quite decent pasta dinner, fruit and yogurt and an awesome birthday cake. The patisserie in which he bought the cake from was ...

... They ended up renting an apartment and having people over. Entertaining to say the least. I've noticed that no matter what language it is, girls talk so much bull. This night I had some sort of bad reaction to the cafeteria food (sick to my stomach, my face broke out in hives, etc ) so I was more or less glued to the initial place on the couch I had decided upon. Two Moroccan girls sat beside me basically the entire night ...

... different than Fusha. I am the only one in the class who has taken less than three semesters so I only have to speak for ten minutes for my midterm and twenty for my final unlike the others who he added an additional ten minutes on each. I must however take time now to compliment Father Calabria for teaching us so well. Truly I have noticed the others that have taken one semester that are in beginning II are STRUGGLING, or completely dropped it because ...

Another great day. Last day of orientation and out field trip haha. Snowboarding in fifty degree weather was great. Somewhat icy however but it was still gorgeous. Spent the day here and then went to check out these monkeys. Went to the marche yet again to buy a trash can. Also learned that the Egyptian pronunciation for coffee in Moroccan arabic ...

well we will fill in this entry soon, its been a bit of a wild ride so far. . . .the entry for this one is in the making and its going to be a hummer, also photos are due to be updated soon as well belle has the hand written copy for this entry that we wrote together, so intill i get a copy of that somehow here goes!! after a hot and sweaty bus ride to the boarder with our huge packs in tow( trying to look inconspicuios to no avail) we then ...

... Thomas and I went clothes shopping. In one of the shops we met Mostafa... a 25 year old local who speaks some English. After a while of talking he invited us to his house for lunch. We spent several hours in his presence. His house was traditional and small but afforded us an amazing view of all of Fes. It was very interesting talking to him about his life and the Islam religion... it was interesting hearing of his love of all people; the fact that it is his duty to welcome ...

... donkeys braying, roosters crowing, goats screaming, and cows mooing. Add to that the welcome rushing of creeks and the call of people to Mohammed and Benjamin ...stereo sound throughout the valley. Three of the young girls in Mohammed's family were waiting for us to arrive at the school. We began our descent into the village via a narrow, winding trail that the girls sacampered down in their leggings covered by dresses layered with a colorful apron in cheap, plastic flip flops ...

... that started that night. Tired and unimpresseed we slept and I dreamt to the sound of prayers from the Koran and Allah Akbar being chanted over and over again. Later did I realise that the chants were real and that they were coming from just outside the window where 1 of the 320 Minaret's {equipped with 20inch subs} in the Medina were blasting their sounds of praise.