So this is pretty sad, because I’m currently on a bus tour of Southern Spain and a little bit of Portugal and every hotel has a different policy for the internet… which means, I only have internet when it’s free. Therefore, I’m writing this post for a word doc… and I’ll try my best to add pictures later.
I need to catch up (which is the story of my life) and so here’s my recap of Morocco, AFRICAAAA! So we booked a round-trip flight to Tangier before reading the description that Tangier is like the Tijuana of Mexico. Fail.
It’s okay though, because I still had a wonderful time, and Morocco leaves me wanting more.
We basically stayed in Tangier for the weekend and made a day trip to the beach town, Asilah. We didn’t actually SEE much, but it was definitely a huge culture shock.
You know you’re in Morocco when you notice a change in:
1. The language. They speak mostly French and Arabic and understand very little English and Spanish… It was pretty funny getting around bc we had to write down prices and make sure we had the exact change, etc.
2. The food. There was flavor and a little bit of spice. Ah, heaven.
3. The demographics. I was pretty much scared for my life traveling with three other girls. We dressed conservatively, but still got attention. Most women were covered from head to toe or just weren’t outside at all. There were men EVERYWHERE. It was like women don’t exist…
You know you’re in Morocco when you notice a change in:
1. The language. They speak mostly French and Arabic and understand very little English and Spanish… It was pretty funny getting around bc we had to write down prices and make sure we had the exact change, etc.
2. The food. There was flavor and a little bit of spice. Ah, heaven.
3. The demographics. I was pretty much scared for my life traveling with three other girls. We dressed conservatively, but still got attention. Most women were covered from head to toe or just weren’t outside at all. There were men EVERYWHERE. It was like women don’t exist…
Reasons why I would go back (aka who wants to go with me Spring Break 2011?):
1. Exchange rate (they use dirham). We ate a full course, seafood meal for 5 euros… I bought a magnet for like $.20
2. My AMAZING hostel/palace. We chose a place from hostelworld and the family was soooooooo nice. After we arrived, we heard another knock at our door, and we were pretty much scared out of our minds. We peeked through the door (with the chains still on) and it was the mom with a GIANT plate of couscous. Later in the trip, she brought us fruit and MINT TEA (sigh, so good). The family even drove us back to the airport for free!! (This experience leads me to believe that Moroccans are friendly once you get to know them).
3. My henna! Although this lady was pushy, I still liked it. =)
4. Most importantly, I still need to ride a camel.
arabic.
asilah
mint tea and our henna
in my palace (our hostel/apartment)
ohemgee, i'd love to go with you in the spring! :)
ReplyDeletebtw this is marisa! :)
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