...you can't have any pudding. How can you have any pudding if you don't eat your meat?" Sorry - just was in the mood to continue the Pink Floyd theme from last week. I had Indian food from scratch tonite for dinner - cost for chicken Tikka wrap, side salad and a can of Coke Zero cost less than $7US. Adjacent Thai place I hear good things about - think I know where I'm having dinner next Friday. Alright, Jack, get your mind off food!
By necessity, I always carry a lil notepad with me to scribble notes as I mega-multi-task thru the day. Tonite you will be treated to a handful of random musings collected in recent weeks...
I have been here now for five weeks. Every single day has been pretty much the same: 80 degrees plus. Frequently humid, rarely overcast. Normal people consider it great weather. That wouldn't include me. The sun and I don't get along. Yet, I've refrained from buying sunscreen. Why? I'm cheap. It's $12-13US for a small bottle of the good mass-market stuff, and it goes up from there! Apparently, sunscreen is a relatively recent phenomenon. Even though I began helping to coach track this week, I vow to hold out til rainy season...
Staying in the sunny outdoors, we move to tree-climbing goats. Read that again. Tree. Climbing. Goats. I had a student mention this to me last week. This kid is a sweetheart; but, let's just say I was skeptical. I won't repeat what I actually did say. He happened to have his world geography book with him, and in said book there happened to be a photo of an argan tree in Morocco jammed full of goats! This only happens in Morocco. Seriously. Here is a pic:
Not good enuff fer ya? How about a video clip:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oQev3UoGp2M
Read up on what people do with the goat droppings...
I was told ahead of time that in Morocco that frequently 2 guys or 2 girls will be walking along holding hands; this is perfectly normal behavior. It has absolutely nothing whatsoever to do with their orientation. Nonetheless, it was a bit jarring early on to see this. Same also with the kissing on the cheeks (right first!) by men and women when greeting...
I very recently had my first meal here where I needed a knife and fork. Twice during the meal I was all flustered trying to pick up my utensils with the correct hands for cutting (you know, for righties: fork/left, knife/right). Why? I've only been using my right hand to eat. Why? The left hand is not to be used for eating because that hand is dirty - it is reserved for wiping one's backside...
Littering is a little bit of a problem here. Ask a local why and you will get this casual, French-influenced answer: that is why street cleaners are hired...
Time for bed soon. Big day tomorrow - getting my first haircut in Morocco. Could be interesting. I'm looking so forward to the rooster who gets a huge head start on the day...
By necessity, I always carry a lil notepad with me to scribble notes as I mega-multi-task thru the day. Tonite you will be treated to a handful of random musings collected in recent weeks...
I have been here now for five weeks. Every single day has been pretty much the same: 80 degrees plus. Frequently humid, rarely overcast. Normal people consider it great weather. That wouldn't include me. The sun and I don't get along. Yet, I've refrained from buying sunscreen. Why? I'm cheap. It's $12-13US for a small bottle of the good mass-market stuff, and it goes up from there! Apparently, sunscreen is a relatively recent phenomenon. Even though I began helping to coach track this week, I vow to hold out til rainy season...
Staying in the sunny outdoors, we move to tree-climbing goats. Read that again. Tree. Climbing. Goats. I had a student mention this to me last week. This kid is a sweetheart; but, let's just say I was skeptical. I won't repeat what I actually did say. He happened to have his world geography book with him, and in said book there happened to be a photo of an argan tree in Morocco jammed full of goats! This only happens in Morocco. Seriously. Here is a pic:
Not good enuff fer ya? How about a video clip:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oQev3UoGp2M
Read up on what people do with the goat droppings...
I was told ahead of time that in Morocco that frequently 2 guys or 2 girls will be walking along holding hands; this is perfectly normal behavior. It has absolutely nothing whatsoever to do with their orientation. Nonetheless, it was a bit jarring early on to see this. Same also with the kissing on the cheeks (right first!) by men and women when greeting...
I very recently had my first meal here where I needed a knife and fork. Twice during the meal I was all flustered trying to pick up my utensils with the correct hands for cutting (you know, for righties: fork/left, knife/right). Why? I've only been using my right hand to eat. Why? The left hand is not to be used for eating because that hand is dirty - it is reserved for wiping one's backside...
Littering is a little bit of a problem here. Ask a local why and you will get this casual, French-influenced answer: that is why street cleaners are hired...
Time for bed soon. Big day tomorrow - getting my first haircut in Morocco. Could be interesting. I'm looking so forward to the rooster who gets a huge head start on the day...
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