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Travel Blogs from Rabat
... break free.
I'll be leaving my computer in Rabat during our excursion as we will have intense travel situations. This will give me the opportunity to write by hand.
My journal pages are calling.
Blank screens can be intimidating, blank pages are inviting.
Stay tuned for stories; I'll be making them.
Remember. Rewrite. Redefine. Relive. Retell.
... Although there is some local life in the Kasbah, we didn't see the lively market scene we were expecting, later we found out it's because it's a Friday, the Islamic prayer day (like a Sunday for Christian tradition).
Lunch was at a beach restaurant with views of very violent Atlantic surf crashing on the shoreline, but still there were locals jogging on the beach. The Moroccan lunch with chicken and lamb couscous was truly ...
... sure she thought I was a harlot. I'm not gonna lie, my skin has been feeling dry lately so hopefully I'll get another rub down soon.
I have plenty other stories, such as getting lost for an hour and 45 minutes (totally normal though no matter which country I'm in), some casual butt touching on the bus (not my hands roaming, I promise), getting sick from the water (we all know what bodily functions I'm talking about), taking a taxi that decided to change ...
... laughing with her. And her song is so catchy that most days at least one of us comes home singing it. One of her favorite things is to have you scratch her left foot. Only the left one. I don't know if there's something wrong with it, but for some reason it's always itchy and she is always scratching it. A surefire way to get a laugh out of Nadia is to scratch her foot for her. Now, I hate feet. I think they're gross, ESPECIALLY the feet at the orphanage, but I love ...
... one encounter with someone who i was very sure wanted money from me. Headed back to the city centre for a light dinner and some internet access at the very nice Chez Maxi. Spent a very long time here and was never rushed out so i was happy about that. Lots of time to kill still, and my hotel has no internet access. Thought i might as well use the time to get some trip blogging ...