Saturday, May 7, 2011
Blog Explanation
This was made for friends and family to read while I was abroad for three months.
But it's been a while since that trip (almost a year!!) so I might just turn this into a photography/writing/random blog!
:)
Monday, August 23, 2010
Thursday, August 12, 2010
Eeyore
August 10
This morning I woke up congested with allergies from the squeaky clean beds… Not to mention that there were praying mantis, spiders, and flies everywhere! The henna on my hands had gotten all over me and the orange spots are still fading…
Breakfast was on the roof and it was the same thing- mint tea, bread, honey, and my favorite- fig jam! Mmm, I miss that. We all sat on the roof for a while then started packing up the donkeys again. We had about a 2-hour hike to get to the vans that would take us back to Marrakech. The hike (more like a walk) was much different than the days before. We went through a few villages but mainly stayed on the edge of mountains looking down at the river. Once we got to the bottom, we crossed the river, along with the donkeys. There were jeeps at the top of the steepest slope and we loaded our stuff and said bye to the donkeys! We named one Eeyore, he carried our stuff the whole trip and we have plenty of pictures with him! The car ride to Marrakech was about an hour and a half and once we got to the hotel and unloaded, we ran across to the supermarket. I bought some snacks and drinks to take back on the ship and for the train ride. We walked to the train station in a hurry, and then ended up waiting there for an hour or two. We went in little shops and got coffee, then the 5 of us girls all got matching bracelets to remember this amazing trip to the Berber Villages! Once we got on the train, we quickly found out that it was the wrong cart. We picked up all of our heavy stuff, dripping sweat, and moved to another one. It was the wrong one again!! We had trouble finding the right one, which had NO air conditioning!! We sat in the 90F room for 4 hours to Casablanca… I can’t tell you how much cooler it felt outside than in that little cart, and how miserable/hilarious the train ride was. We hoped on some more vans and then headed to the ship. Once we entered the port, we waved bye to Morocco and stood in a longgg line to get back onto the ship one last time!
BYE MORROCCO!!!
Charizard and Ken
August 9
We woke up around 5am during sunrise, rooster noises, and loud hee-haw donkey noises! The sunrise was beautiful over the Atlas Mountains, but it started to rain on us so we quickly moved our mattresses back down! For breakfast, we had mint tea of course! We also had hot water to put instant coffee and hot chocolate in- yum! There were slices of bread and bowls of honey and fig jam (best jam ever). It was a really good breakfast! I just love their mint tea and fig jam!! Something funny happened- bees were getting stuck in the honey! I bet it was their honey anyways, sorry bees!
So we packed up all of our stuff on the donkeys and started our hike to the next village. We were told that the hike was about 4 hours away… it ended up being a 10-hour hike!! We walked through the huge riverbed since it was completely dried out. We passed many villages filled with women working and a lot of dogs and sheep! One big mountain had a village on a steep slope and we got some great photos! There was an old women in one village who had a huge bundle of sticks on her back while she was hiking up the mountainside, I bet she was 70! When we passed by some grazing sheep, the locals were putting two of them in a donkey basket and the donkeys were carrying them away as they were baa-ing. The guide said they were taken away to be slaughtered for dinner… sad but true! Our guide picked some more figs for us up in a high fig tree and I think I ate about 50. They are just so delicious! I will definitely miss hiking in Morocco and stopping to pick fresh figs whenever I want. On part of the hike, we would find mule shoes that had fallen off. We collected them and clipped them to our backpacks! It’s a nice little memory of this trip and it was free, no bargaining involved. :)
We stopped under some trees after hiking for an hour in the sand and dirt with no shade or breeze! It definitely felt like Africa.. We kept getting higher and higher and the views just got better and better. In the distance you could see valleys and hills for miles, we were so high up!! They guides brought dried figs and mixed nuts with little biscuits as a yummy snack every time we stopped. What took us 10 hours to hike was that we stopped whenever we wanted just to hang out and relax. We were in no rush and just wanted to soak up the views; it was perfect!
We stopped for lunch in a forest. It was shady and cool, and filled with tall pine trees! For lunch, they prepared big trays of tomatoes, onions, olives, corn, and all that other stuff mentioned before! This time we got big juicy oranges too! We had mint tea, bread, and the typical meal stuff we’ve been getting. We had pasta this time, along with potato soup! Yum. We sat under the trees for a few hours and a few people took naps. It was so relaxing! There was a lot of thunder the entire day and it was overcast- making the weather PERFECT. It sprinkled for about 5 minutes but we just got super lucky that there was no heavy rain. I still can’t believe how lucky we got because the thunder was so loud and the clouds were very dark!
We left the first village around 7:30am and finally made it to the next one at 5:30ish! It looked very similar to the last place and the bed/room situation was the same, but much more dirty… It was quite the experience. As soon as we unloaded the donkeys and put our bags in rooms, it quickly started to POUR rain! Perfect timing! We all sat under the roof and felt the cool mist from the rain outside while we drank hot mint tea and played cards! As soon as the rain passed, it was much cooler outside and we wandered around the village. A few of us hiked up a big hill and found a man’s farm with a lot of goats! He tried talking to us, but it was unsuccessful, so we just took pictures and showed him- he loved it! The sun started setting (and it was BEAUTIFUL) so we headed back to the place where we were staying for the night. We all went up to dinner on the rooftop (couldn’t sleep there this time…) and ate these delicious, fresh hot sopapia things! They were identical to sopapias actually, but we had no honey. It was tasty. While we were all sitting in a circle, Mikey had the greatest idea every- a massage train! We all had sore backs from hiking with bags and such, so it was wonderful.
It started to rain a little more so we all went inside the dusty rooms and played Mash! While we were playing and watching the rain out of a beautiful painted window, the guides and locals were playing drums and singing some songs. There was also a strange game being played. A man would tie a string around his neck and at the end was a spoon, almost touching the ground. He would stand over a board with a lit candle and try to put it out with the spoon without catching his pants on fire! It was entertaining and a strange game that they made up. I’ll be writing about it for part of my project in intercultural communications!
There was a family that lived in a house on the roof and the little girls brought out henna. I asked her to trace over the one I got last night and she had no idea what I was saying, so I just let her do her thing. She started on my wrist, covered my entire hand and all of my fingers, and then continued it on the palm of my hand! After both sides of my hand were covered in beautiful flowers and swirly designs, she grabbed my other one! Luckily, she only did the top of my hand so I could have one free hand to brush my teeth and stuff. I had to sit on the roof for about an hour and let it all dry! Everyone got henna that night because it was so pretty!
We had more melon for dessert again and then headed down for some much needed sleep! About every 30 minutes someone will yell, “We are in AFRICA!” and everyone cheers. Haha I miss that, I miss Morocco!
Berber Shuffle
August 8
In my last blog- I meant to say ‘couscous’ instead of ‘kouskous’… oops.
The Pittsburgh Steelers’ doctor is cutting off my toenail tomorrow! First and foremost, I have another major foot injury- this is the worst one. Hiking in Africa made each foot's big toenail go into my skin. BOTH of my big toes are infected and ingrown. I cannot walk normal!! They are both red and inflamed and gross. Gross white stuff started coming out of both wounds and everyone steps on my feet. This morning someone stepped on my toe and it basically exploded. I decided to go to the doctor today (who is the doctor for the Pittsburgh Steelers) and she cut around each big toenail, drained it, bled everywhere, and STUFFED cotton under it, I can't describe the pain I am in right now. I was screaming, there has never been worse pain. My toes are severely infected and tomorrow she is cutting off part of my right foots big toenail. I have to get a shot on the top of my foot numbing my toe because it will be so bad. I have been in excruciating pain and can’t do anything about it.
Anyways, back to Berber…
Today we had a wonderful 6 am wake up call! Breakfast was served by the pool and was quite an interesting buffet. The only thing that looked decent enough to eat was these greasy tortilla bread things; I had about 5 covered in honey, what a great breakfast :) We hoped on 3 vans (holding about 10 people each) and started the hour-long drive to the base of the Atlas Mountains. Let me talk about the terrain- there were rolling hills with green bushes randomly spread out, fields with crops, some plateaus, tall trees randomly in desert parts, cactus, and just really unique landscapes- sometimes I thought I was in Odessa, but with more green. There would be valleys full of sheep and little mud brick houses next to fields of cactus and sand; oh and 4-wheeler rental places everywhere! Half way, we stopped in a small village at a shop and loaded up on snacks and water, which was super cheap! I bought 3 big water bottles, chips and cookies, and some band aids all for about 40 Dirham ($5)! We made it to the base of the mountain range and unloaded the vans. We were standing in a field next to a few adobe houses while little children were running up to us and donkeys were everywhere! I put sunscreen on, put essentials in my backpack, and put everything else on a packing mule! We loaded the donkeys too and then started our 3-hour hike to the first Berber village. It was cloudy and cool at 10:30am and we knew it would get much sunnier and hot! We walked down a steep hill passing houses with children and women peeking out of the windows. They didn’t come out but a few men were out waving at us. Once we got down in the valley the terrain changed to dry, cracked mud filled with bamboo and corn stalks. We walked up and down some more hills as the donkeys and mules began to pass us. There were locals on top of our luggage, on top on the donkeys. They would sing songs to us as they passed, clap, and make noises with sticks. It was really fun each time they passed us! The wonderful thing about this hike was the pace- we weren’t in a rush to get anywhere and the weather was perfect. We could stop if we wanted, sit and take a break, and take pictures whenever. It wasn’t rushed at all which was so nice. Most of the time SAS trips are rushed and fast-paced, but that is completely opposite of this trip. It was not SASsy at all! Haha.
We stopped under some trees for lunch, not knowing what to expect. I knew we had a personal chef hiking and staying with us but I wasn’t sure what kind of food they could serve us that was fresh after traveling on the hike with us. Surprisingly, this trip provided the best food EVER. The donkeys were let loose and were just chillin’ in the field eating hay while we laid out big mats to sit on, with bed cushions around the edges to sit on. We took off our shoes and all gathered around several mats. The guides brought us metal pots of mint tea. This mint tea was INCREDIBLE. It was so minty and natural tasting! They gave us sugar from their sugar canes to add to the steaming hot tea. Even thought it was nearly 90F outside, hot tea has never tasted so good! A few of us fell asleep under some trees for about 30 minutes then lunch was ready! We were served massive trays piled with sliced tomatoes, cucumber, olives, bell peppers onions, and oranges lining the sides. There were loaves of fresh bread along with bowls full of white rice. There was also this lemon zest sauce that I put on everything! We all got metal plates and loaded them up! It was DELICIOUS!
We cleaned everything up, flicked tics off of the mats (they were everywhere), and loaded the donkeys again! We had about 1 more hour to get to the villages, and it was a hard, steep hike. We went through valleys, over hills, crossed dry rivers, and went up some steep, slippery slopes. When we would walk down steep slopes, we would have to shuffle sideways to get down and it was pretty funny. The tour guide called it the ‘Berber Shuffle’ haha, so it stuck the whole rest of the trip! Every time we were in a bind somewhere, we would say ‘just do the Berber shuffle’! Haha. We stopped in an abandoned village that was filled with working wells. We soaked our hats in ice-cold water straight from underground! It was so natural and clear, but we didn’t drink it since our immune system isn’t used to it. The guides drank it but advised us not to; it was so tempting but not worth getting sick! Some more donkeys passed us and one had my bag! I kid of felt bad for the donkeys carrying all of our stuff, but that’s what they were for and they were used to it. The guide said these donkeys carry groceries up to the villages daily because there is no way a car or truck can get to them, crazy!
After hiking further and walking through a few more villages, we arrived to the one we were staying in! There was one small dirt road that went through the village, lined with mud brick houses. There were no plants, no color, no nothing, just secret doors the led to people’s homes. We turned one corner and went through a big metal gate, covered in pink flowers. Inside was a dirt courtyard with red walls and blue windows and doors. We walked into a house with an outdoor patio in the middle, splitting off into 4 big rooms. In the center of this place, there were plastic and wooden tables and chairs. There was a small bathroom (hole in the floor with a door) and one sink with a broken mirror cemented into the wall! In each of the rooms were foam mattresses covered in colored sheets (no comforters or blankets) and old dusty pillows. While we were picking beds ad dusting them off, a tiny black kitten came in and greeted us! It was the cutest little kitten and kept meowing and trying to cuddle! It looked pretty clean and the guide said it was their pet, so I gave it a scratch behind the ears. I usually don’t pet any animals out here but it was just so tempting and cute!! Once we all got situated, we were served more mint tea as we sat in the courtyard and relaxed after hiking in the hot heat. The locals started to prepare dinner and a lot of the guys helped them cook. We headed out through the big gate and we wandered into a farm. There were donkeys, cows, chickens, bunnies, and turkeys! There were baby turkeys everywhere and they would follow us as we fed them bread crumbs- so precious! A few of us decided to walk around the village and explore past the farm. We walked down a pathway that was lined by trees and vines. Behind the tree line were open fields full of fig trees and sheep! While I was looking at the vines full of honeysuckle, I saw a HUGE, bright green chameleon!!! I remember in 3rd grade I did a report on chameleons and fell in love with them. I also remember reading a book by Eric Carl about a chameleon. Ever since I was little I have always wanted to see one in the wild instead of in a zoo or something. I can’t believe I found a wild chameleon in Africa!!! What a crazy memory that made! There were several more chameleons on these bushes and boy they were fast! I took several pictures but most are blurry. I touched a few but I wasn’t fast enough to catch them. There was a black trash bag stuck in the bushes and on it was a black chameleon! Ahhhh it was amazing. I still can’t believe that the day came where I found wild chameleons, I never thought it would happen! Throughout this summer I haven’t seen much ‘wildlife’ because we have been in cities, so I loved this aspect of this trip. We saw all sorts of wild birds, some sort of wild dog, cobras, monkeys, etc! I loved it.
So once we made it to the main part of the village, women and children were everywhere. It was so strange not seeing any men, and we never really saw any until it was late at night. Our guide (who is a Berber) told us that the women stay in the village and do all of the work, while the children go to a small village school. The women, cook, clean the house, work in the fields, do the laundry, and do everything. The men go out into Marrakech for their jobs. He also said the men usually do not say they are Berbers because they are seen as second class. He said that he still tells people he is a Berber because he is not ashamed of his village, unlike most of its inhabitants. Berber also has 3 dialects, additional to speaking Arabic! We walked into a little hole in the wall where a local kid was selling snack and drinks so we stocked up on bottled water. We couldn’t buy too much because they need it for the village and the donkeys can only bring up a certain amount each week. In the village, there was a little boy by a well washing clothes, and some other women washing clothes in a bucket with scrubbers singing beautiful songs and harmonizing! It was so beautiful. The second they see a camera they shake their heads, so we respected them and didn’t take pictures or videos. We walked past a pretty blue painted wooden door with an Australian Sheppard and a little boy sleeping in front. I took some pictures and then we continued walking. On the way back, it started to rain and we had our cameras so we started running back. On the run back, we stopped by the same blue door, ducking under a small ledge until the rain stopped. Directly behind the door that we were leaning on, several women were peeking through and it made me jump when I heard someone breathing and staring through the cracks of the wood! We felt bad for intruding and standing in front of their door so we started to walk into the rain to find somewhere else. When we were walking away, the women came out of their house and were waving at us to come inside! This was the perfect opportunity to interact with the people and see how they live. Annie, Lauren, Kelly and I walked inside and there was the little boy and his dog! It was the perfect scenario. There was a grandmother, a mother, and her two kids- a 15-year-old girl and her 9-year-old son. Walking in, there was a courtyard with plants. To one side I peeked into a room and saw shelves with pots and pans and a small sink. There were no doors and some of the rooms had roofs. The grandmother led us into a small, cool room that had beautiful rugs along the floor and many pillows. Keep in mind that we don’t speak ANY Berber and they speak NO English. Lauren knew a little French and we could communicate slightly with the daughter who had learned French in school. What we got out of the broken French was that this was her home with her mother, grandmother, and brother, and the dad worked in Marrakech. The little girl was MARRIED and had a picture of her husband, who I think was about 18. They still practice arranged marriages and it was crazy seeing this young girl with a wedding ring on and a husband who she never sees. The mother came into the room with coffee and sugar cubes. She also brought these little biscuits and nuts that were toasted and delicious! I think the room we were in was where they sleep, but I’m still not sure. There was a small TV surrounded by flowers and a picture of the dad and son. It was so interesting being inside their home and being served coffee in their bedroom! What a crazy experience. The daughter put the TV on their music channel. It was like MTV but it was playing music videos in Arabic. We sat and didn’t talk much, but it was still easy to make hand signals and tell by expressions that they were happy for us to visit and we re surely thankful that they let us in! When we left, we hugged and said bye to the family. The daughter and son came with us and walked us into a pasture full of fig trees. The little boy would climb the trees and pick the ripest figs! We sat in the field and ate so many, feeding the peelings to their pet sheep that the dog was herding! It was an amazing experience that I will definitely not forget!!
We strolled back down the alleys and saw some more chameleons (!!!) and headed back into our little courtyard. When we got back, dinner was ready! We had plates full of couscous, carrots, tomatoes, and many other cooked vegetables! We also had this delicious soup that I have no idea what it was; I think potato and beans. Along with all of this deliciousness, we had more lemon zest sauce with fresh bread! For dessert- mint tea and melons! Mmmm. There was a small hamam (sauna/bath) inside the courtyard so we all went and took baths by pouring buckets of hot water over us and then we sat in the sauna. This little room had a fire underneath that was making the room super hot and almost burning our feet! The floor was covered in beautiful blue and green tiles with little windows where the sunlight came in. It was very relaxing!
After cleaning up and hanging out. We wandered some more through the village. One lady led us up some steps to her roof where her children were playing and she was making dinner over a fire. The lady and little girl brought out henna and started decorating our hands! I got ‘bliss’ written in Arabic on my wrist from the little girl. The mother was illiterate and could only make designs. She wasn’t very good at it, and it turned out to be pretty funny. Casey asked for a dragon and 10 minutes later there was a huge blob on her ankle! Haha we had to act like it was beautiful... When we went back, we wiped it off with wet wipes and it made a huge orange stain on her ankle haha, it was so funny! We all decided to move our mattresses to the rooftop to sleep.
We laid them all out and star gazed while drinking more mint tea and eating little butter biscuits! I saw so many shooting stars and the Milky Way looked like a giant cloud! We told ghost stories then we all fell asleep pretty quickly!!
Wednesday, August 11, 2010
Cobras and Monkeys on the Loose!
August 7th
This morning I quickly ate breakfast, packed, and met my group to head out to Casablanca, Morocco! I usually know most of the people in all of the groups I’ve been in, but this time I only knew one or two! We left the ship from deck 5 this time, so we had to go down some really steep stairs carrying all of our bags! There was a bus waiting for us at the bottom that took us about 15 minutes out of the port and then to the train station. Casablanca reminded me of Egypt, but less chaotic. It had the same crowd of covered women and robed men, with little kids everywhere too. The street traffic was much more calm and all of the traffic lights worked and were followed! It was also a lot cleaner than Egypt and there weren’t nearly as many random pedestrians weaving around. We pulled up to the train station and it was beautiful! The entrance had all sorts of designed carved in it and it was very clean. Inside was very nice, marble floors, restaurants, air conditioning etc. It was so much nicer than any train station I’ve been to this summer. Also, there were French announcements after the Arabic ones. In Morocco, everything is either in Arabic or French. There were 34 people in my group and 3 tour guides. They passed out our tickets and we hoped on the train! It made me think of the Hogwarts train from Harry Potter. The hallways were super narrow and there were little rooms on the side where 6 people could sit. A man would walk around with a cart selling cokes and candy while we rode 3 hours to Marrakech! The hallways of the train were as hot as outside, but the little cabins had AC, which was nice since it was around 90 degrees outside! When we arrived to Marrakech, we walked about 5 minutes down the (organized) street, which was very convenient! The hotel was called Hotel Oyuda and it was definitely a resort. It was really nice and decorated beautifully with traditional Moroccan designs and rugs. There was a huge courtyard with shops inside the hotel, and a big swimming pool with caves. We put our stuff in rooms then headed out to the market for our one day to shop! I met a few girls on the Egypt trip I took and they were on this one too! They are all from Colorado and go to UC Boulder- Annie, Kelley and Lauren. I plan on visiting them in Colorado sometime!
We got a taxi ride to the market because it was a far walk and we only had a few hours. I am a pro at getting a taxi and negotiating prices after all of this practicing in other countries! It’s crazy how much you get used to everything, which seemed so different and strange in Spain when we were still figuring out how to manage ourselves! When we walked up to the markets, there was a huge open space (like a giant parking lot) filled with entertainers. There were monkeys, women doing henna tattoos, and snake charmers!! We saw a huge crowd gathered so we went to check it out. It was several older men playing instruments and charming cobras! There were so many huge snakes everywhere, just slithering around! There were also these huge vipers that looked like rattlesnakes. These were some of the biggest vipers I’ve ever seen! The men would ask for money every time you take a picture so I would take as many as I wanted and then pay at the end when I was finished. Sometimes you have to be strict back with them or they will charge you each time you put your camera to your face! The men started bringing the snakes towards us and putting them around people’s necks. The cobras had their fangs removed but I still squirmed when they came near. We kind of ran away when they would bring snakes towards us. The old men thought it was funny and kept chasing us with snakes… what a scary memory that was!! Once we passed the massive crowding of people and cobras, we started shopping at all of the stands. At the first few places, things were picked though, expensive, and not that great. We decided that we would walk 10 minutes deeper into the market and then start browsing and bargaining! The market had the same atmosphere as a few other countries but very different things inside. One of the things that you can find everywhere here is the hand of Fatima (or something like that). It is the hand that represents good luck and everyone wears them in all sorts of forms- earrings, necklaces, hennas, shirts, bookmarks, paintings, anything! I bought some bracelets, shirts, and a few gifts, the typical market purchases! There was a local who was working in his shop with a Texas Rangers shirt on so I got some pictures with him. It’s always so strange seeing shirts from Texas and other places while we are in Morocco and they have never been to America. Women were everywhere selling yummy treats and nuts. There was one woman who we bought cookies from. The cookies were some sort of coconut that was roasted or something- delicious. Her face was completely covered so I had no idea where to look or how to communicate! I put a few coins in her henna-covered hand and she handed me several cookies, they were amazing! I bargained some more (which I LOVE doing). What I’ve started to do is when they give me a price, I say no and then name half of that price. They laugh, say no and I start to walk away. Then, I will get called back in with them saying, “Ok, what is your lowest price?” and I will say something lower than half of the price! It takes a good 10 minutes to get something at the price you want, but so far everything I’ve bought has been less than half the price that they started me off with! It is definitely a game and they try to take advantage of us. When the pick up the fact that I’m not some dumb bargainer who will pay a ton of money for something cheap, they realize they need to make a sale and I end up getting so much stuff because they work with me! I loveeeee bargaining, it is so much fun! One store had a pet chipmunk and it was crawling all over everything and doing tricks, so cute! I was in one shop and there were turtles and chameleons in wooden cages. I asked the worker if they were his pets and all he said was, “Kous kous”.......... He eats chameleons and turtles in his kous kous I guess!
So we walked around this market for a few hours and then it started getting reallllly windy. The spices were blowing everywhere and making us all sneeze and have itchy eyes. The bamboo roofs had pieces flying off and it started to sprinkle a little bit. We headed out of the market and into the giant area where the snakes were! As we were starting to run a little bit to avoid the heavy rain, oranges from the fruit stands flew off in front of us and were rolling everywhere. It started thundering pretty loudly too! We safely made it to the street and hoped in a taxi. When we were telling people about the rain ‘storm’ we were in, we said, “Snakes were on the loose, monkeys were running everywhere, it was pouring rain, a palm tree fell in front of us, oranges were everywhere, horses were getting loose!” etc…. Haha we told this story to everyone and exaggerated it so much each time! We still laugh about that one time there was a tornado in the market... with wild animals and falling trees…. Haha.
Once we made it back to the hotel, we dropped off our purchases and walked around the corner to a little café. I knew I’d be getting local, real Moroccan food when I went to the Berber villages so I decided to get a chicken Panini and French fries for dinner because I was craving it!! Another thing, I never get cokes at home but it just tastes so much better when you are in another country and tired and hot! Plus, their cokes and stuff come in glass bottles that make it taste so much better and it’s cheaper! The placemats for the table were pieces of butcher paper and there was a stack of smaller pieces on the table. We asked the waiter for napkins (not that he spoke a drop of English…) so we figured that the small pieces of thick paper were napkins… it was pretty funny and awkward to use as napkins, we laughed every time we used one! We got some Dirham at the ATM and headed back to the hotel. Outside of Morocco, you can’t get Dirham or trade it in anywhere. They have strict rules about their money and you can’t trade Dirham for American dollars or vice versa unless it’s inside a bank; thought that was interesting.
In the hotel, a few other SAS trips were staying there too so we all hung out in the courtyard and then went to Africa’s largest club- Pasha! It was about a 20-minute taxi ride and a little more expensive because the prices go way up at night and they won’t bargain. When we got there, the entrance was massive! It was like an adobe house, but much bigger with fire torches lining the top and a big fountain with stairs next to a long line to get in. It was pretty remote around and no other building was in sight, which I found strange. I would think that Africa’s largest club would be deep in the city in Marrakech and not 20 minutes outside of it! When we went in, it was huge! It was really nice and cost about 400 Dirham a person ($50). Yes, we all paid a lot, but I kept telling myself- when would I be in Africa again with all of my friends??? Inside was nice too, it was very modern and there were crazy decorations and lights. The crowd was a mixture of half Arabic, a third French, and a third Semester at Sea students, haha. There are so many French people in Marrakech! The DJ was amazing and played some great songs that we have been hearing all throughout Europe and some American music mixed with Arabic words. There must have been some glass on the floor and when I walked by a table, I accidentally kicked some. I ended up getting glass in the bottom of my toe and it wouldn’t stop bleeding- another foot injury, but this time in Africa! Each country is something new…. what did I tell ya. We left Pasha (and we got some cool t-shirts) and went back to the cozy hotel for a 6 am wake up call!
I was so anxious when I went to sleep because I couldn’t wait to wake up and head to the Berber villages!!!!