Fancy Sauce

Well, it was a freakin shit show to get here, but I made it. 

I'm having a harder time here, I don't think I would ever vacation in Casablanca. I just can't get my head around this place! I think most people go to Fes or Marrakech. 

I'm far too timid here, uncertain of how my status as a woman should or should not change the way that I behave. I'm respectful with my dress, but I'm not brave enough to be as aggressive as one generally needs to be as a traveller in Africa. I think I'll be more confident when Allen and Silvia get here. 

Apparently this is a super hard place to find, because my taxi driver had to consult with at least 9 people, all the while never knowing where to go.

It all seemed like a bad dream and then I got here. 

Air conditioning, friendly, welcoming staff, mint tea on arrival, and a plate of fruit and cookies. I think this is pretty standard fare in a lot of hotels, but after the day I had yesterday, it just made everything better. 

I'm on the rooftop patio right now, which is very welcome in this busy metropolis!!  

I had a nice lunch if some kind of fish, and they classed up my can of Coca but pouring it into a carafe. Livin' it up!!!

As we start the touring part of the trip tomorrow, I doubt that I'll have any access to Internet. I could be wrong, but we're taking a 4x4 (and the occasional camel!!) through the desert and mountains, so I don't expect to be online much until we get to Marrakech, on September 1st. (Can I live that long without the Internet?!).  

I just finished my laundry 

and am waiting for my pals who should be arriving very shortly!!!