I’m back in Morocco! A quick trip it will be, but this time I’ve brought friends with me, Jack and Deb Walsingham. And we are in our glory! The weather is spectacular albeit hot. But it’s a dry heat, we remind ourselves.
We arrived in Casablanca. Casablanca. Sounds romantic, doesn’t it? It’s not. It’s a big city, about 3-5 million people I think, and it’s just that: a big city. But still, we were excited to be there and excited to see and hear the Arabic language written and spoken. First thing, at the airport, I swallowed a fly! I don’t know why I swallowed a fly… It was flying around me, I swatted it and the backdraft of the swap drew it right into my mouth and down it went. I had to keep swallowing because even though it went down I could still feel it. So that was my welcome to Morocco! Bleck.
Mokhtar met us and we were off to Marrakech! More later…
Marianne Patton said:
Flies go better with beer.
Take notes in Fez about the Ismael palace. I have a book for you in Seattle: White Gold.
Got new book of tagine recipes, also for Seattle.
Hi to Mokhtar!
Flies don’t go well with ANYTHING, I’ve now learned. And let me tell you about flies!!! Stay tuned. Staying in the hotel on the river in the Dades Gorge with the big mountain in front… It is amazing here. Of course, been thinking about you. Not sure if we are or aren’t going to Fez; still up for debate.
there is not a good ending to, “i don’t know why she swallowed the fly”………plus you have a lot of other animals to swallow… spider, bird, cat, dog, goat….the list goes on,………please tell me you quit swallowing stuff….so not worth it with that ending…
I know! There is no good ending to that question! That’s why I had to stop there. Ha.