Monday, February 13, 2012

On the way to Marrakesh again

Through the wonders of modern technology (my 3 G modem) I am sitting on the train on my way to Marrakesh where I will be picked up and taken to the mountain town of Asni to do my  two month stint with the Berber girls.  After three weeks in modern Rabat working with fairly strong English speakers, this is really going to be a challenge  but I feel up to it.  It was hard to leave my house and friends in Rabat...in such a short time we all became close and we made plans to meet up again in Essouria in a few weeks.  I will post pictures of people and places (including some from my Fes post) when I get a stronger internet connection...doesn't work with this 3G onesome  and hopefully that will give people the flavor of my life here.


Friday was my last class with my students and there were lots of hugs and kisses to go around.  I will really miss them although some are now my facebook buddies and e-mail friends.


Chefchoan (or Choan) this past weekend....beautiful weather, blue skies and lovely blue buildings.  We took a 5 hour bus from Rabat which stopped for dinner and then arrived in the town at night.  We then walked through the medina to our hostal which was the cutest and one of the nicest places I have ever stayed.  We had a triple room and I even had a loft bed.  We also had our own bathroom and shower. The whole weekend, including hotel, bus, breakfast, lunch and two dinners cost us about $80 each!!! The town was lovely and easily walkable although since it was hilly it was a lot of walking up and down.  And Chefchoan is in the Rif mountains....known for its active cultivation of hashish so the entire town has sort of a backpacker/alternative lifestyle feel and smell....sort of like Essouraria but with a more pungent odor.  Reminded me of Mykonos a bit but of course it is full of mosques and people speaking Arabic.  Speaking of language...Spanish is the second language in this town and our French was useless.  We had to resort to hand signals and ofcourse having some dirhams doesn't hurt in the medina...lots to buy.'


Then back to Rabat on Sunday and lots of goodbyes....drinks (yes, drinks!!) at our favorite tapas restaurant to celebrate my last night. Spent my last night in Rabat watching the finals of the Africa Cup...very exciting!!!

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