Wednesday, April 27, 2011

Chapter 11, Page 144


For the past few weeks Meknes has gone through a city beautification movement
The king is coming to town
Moroccans are whitewashing walls similar to Tom Sawyer whitewashing fences
Bus stops have been painted
Moroccan flags have sprouted in threes
Flowers have been planted in street side arrangements
Colorful lighted designs, reminiscent of Christmas, now hang along the streets
There is an Agricultural Festival in town
avril 27 – mai 1

Friday, April 22, 2011

Chapter 10, Page 123-134

My life in the past 138 hours

-Went to the Souk
            -Saw a sea of used T-Shirts
            -Only bought Strawberries and Moroccan Crepes
-Celebrated Palm Sunday with a Poms
-Saw a Moroccan Detective
-Went into a Synagogue
            -Car racing was being played in the lounge
-Went to a Catholic Church
-Had soda and story time at the Franciscan House
-Wondered the old Jewish quarter
            -Entered the ancient synagogue
                        -Tracked down the man with the keys
                        -Found a police escort and an old lady
                         found us
-Visited a Jewish Cemetery
            -Made a wish on a Dandelion
-Had McDonalds but didn’t Supersize.  After being here so long, you would understand.
-Helped make a list of Positive observations
            Ex: They have ice at McDonalds
-Saw a Moroccan with a Bass Pro Shop Trucker Hat.  I was jealous.
-Did laundry
-Went to a Moroccan Wedding
            -Stayed for the soup
-Got Caught in the Rain
-Watched the Barcelona - Real Madrid soccer game
            -Real Madrid 1-0
-Started writing postcards and stopped
-Tried two new cafes
-Watched a movie projected on a Giant Screen in the Medina.
            -It was part of a cartoon film festival
            -Saw Les Triplettes De Belleville
            -Watched Street Kids fight = very depressing
-Traveled to Fez
-Ate a pizza that was divided into four different flavors
-Had a camel burger
-Went to a Women’s Tennis Tournament
            -Found out tennis is not very popular in Fez
            -Got special access
-Had an Arabic Quiz
-Went to the Bollywood Theatre
            -Watched 36 China Town
            -Was many in Hindi
            -Had Arabic subtitles
            -Cost 18 D’s plus a D for the seat guide adding up to a
            rough $2.43

I now sit on my fifth floor balcony perch listening to music, eating khubz, and watching the sun go down with a giant poster of the Laughing Cow cheese girl.  I have been sitting here for the past 4 hours of the 138.  It will probably grow to the past 139 hours once I finish this post.  
I have broken up these hours by trying to make sugar cookies and playing with my computer camera.  I also have played the classic game of spot the lost tourist.  The running total is one.

Besides it being nice outside, I am trying to plan one of my last free weekends in Morocco.  I have studied many top ten lists.  Most places, left, seem to be too far for such a short weekend.

In reading through Lonely Planet, I have thought of having a “Meknes Tourist Day.”  This would be done, by hitting ever place mentioned in the Meknes, Morocco section.  If I don’t do that I will be somewhere other then here.

Make that two more lost tourists.  A total of 3 lost tourists plus a baby in a stroller.

The neon Pizzeria sign has just flickered on. 

Friday, April 15, 2011

Chapter 10, Page 112

The Stomping Ground
Rome
Florence
Cinque Terre
            Monterosso al Mare
            Vernazza
            Corniglia
            Manarola
            Riomaggiore
            + Levanto
Pompeii
Sorrento
            Capri
            Ana Capri
            Positano
Naples
Rome (to bookend it)






A glimpse of the happenings in Italy.  A short list.  A list of a random 8.

1.  Got Blessed by the Pope
2.  Got stung by a Jellyfish in the Mediterranean
3.  Had a picnic above the Clouds
4.  Had a tour de pizza in Naples
5.  Saw a man stealing wishes
6.  Did the tourist thing
7.  Broke my Camera Lens. . . RIP
8.  Got stuck on an Island





Words are unable to make sense of my true feelings.  The past ten days in Italy still linger in my mind without even being able to digest a day of it.  I can say the joys have come from my new friends and freedom.  Italy was not about standing at the base of the Coliseum and looking up at its grand natureit wasn’t about closing my eyes and seeing a time that no longer exists.  All of those historical moments were amazing and as some would say “breathtaking.”  It was about being part of something that I am still unable to comprehend.  Life can come to a point in which it seems so simple with the mundane.  The freedom within these travels have broken me away from the clutches of singularity; in Italy we were free to come and go as we deemed necessary.  

Friday, April 1, 2011

Chapter 9, Page 101

Another Couscous Friday.


With the buried treasure of dejuge, chicken
That was almost my last Moroccan meal for the next ten days
Couscous will be replaced with real pasta and it’s sauce
Mint Tea will have to take a backseat
It is time for a Moroccan Spring Break
A time ahead with the crossing of the Mediterranean
I will walk the streets of Morocco and Italy the next
I will eat gelato ontop of pasta
That is how Italian I am going to be