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Since the last time I talked to you I have done three very unmorracan things.
1 We checked into a hotel due to the house being filled up with a wedding and due to the fqct that a cat hissing outside tends to sound like a cat hissing in your lap.
2. We went to the marjan or big mall to buy some make up for rita for the wedding. Jenny picked out what she used and we asked the price and rita first almost fainted and then ran out of the store. I did sympathize.
Jenny and spices at Marjan
3. Last night we ate at a McDonalds.
Now, lest you think I am not embracing ther morrocan culture to the extreme, I would like to point out that they put NO ice in the pop there! It is a little unsettling for some strange reason.
I have also been sleeping on a concrete floor and using the bathroom at our hosts house. Please dont misunderstand me, Rachid and Rita have been excellent hosts. The house is nice, they cook every meal and make coffee/ tea every day. Rachid even showed me how the pirated satelitte tv works.
The morning coffee
But here are some pictures of the bathroom.
Not quite tall enough !!
The bathroom
The name is rather misfitting. It would more accurately be called a closet with a hole.
The modern toliet is actually a kind of an insult here. To be a guest, it is viewed as much more kindly to be given the turkish toliet. And it kind of makes sense when you realize what parts are essentially touching each other when you are on the toliet. However, as much as I love to try new things, it takes some getting used to.
Last time we were here, Rachid had a gas heated shower. What I did not realize is that I was living it up every time I disconnected the LP tank from the stove and put it on the shower.
Ritas father explained the absence of showers as telling me, My house was 200000 dh, the gas is 1 dh. Yet it could destroy my house. Of course he makes a good point, but the end result is me sitting on a stool with my feet trying to avoid the toliet washing myself with a bucket that I fill from a spigot.
It definitely makes you really debate whether a shower is absolutely necessary.
Imagine a closet with a toliet and showerhead above. Please understand that I am not complaining, I am simply trying to express my sheer amazement that this was even an option.
Last night we did some more shoe shopping at the Jm elfna square and I drank more orange juice than I though humanly possible. But more tomorrow because in case you havent been looking to closely at the pictures, I look like a homeless person and the male portion of the wedding is tonight. I am off to a hamam ( a professional bath where I pay for someone to scrub me down with a loofah and wash my hair) and then to get a shave and a haircut. A straight razor shave is what I have been looking forward to.
Although if I dont post tomorrow, you can assume the worst.
Shopping in the square
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