I'm not gonna lay around and whine and moan
Cause somebody done done me wrong
Don’t think for a minute that I am gonna sit around
and sing some old sad song
I believe it’s half full not a…half empty glass
Every day I wake up…knowing it could be my last
I ain't here for a long time…I'm here for a good time
So bring on the sunshine to hell with the red wine
Pour me some moonshine
When I am gone put it in stone he left nothing behind
I ain't here for a long time…I'm here for a good time
George Strait leads us into a recap of an activity-packed weekend that is quickly winding down (as I write this it is 8 pm local time, +5 hours from the East Coast), so as I listen to the early NFL games through my computer, it's time to blog!
Gonna backtrack a lil' bit to Thursday evening - a spectacular building that once served as a Catholic church hosted a modern art exhibit. The architects of Sacre Coeur (Fr. Sacred Heart) did a wonderful job of using cast concrete in melding Catholic and Muslim elements. It's not been in use as a church for over a half-century - today the empty interior hosts intimate art & music exhibitions. These are a couple of nice pics from a spring trip downtown:
Apparently, Casablanca has a growing artsy community. It's always a very pleasant surprise when you somehow stumble upon information about an event in the community. Getting good intel is an art unto itself.
Fast forward to Saturday morning...the day began with a trip to the local orphanage. Played around with the toddlers on the playground, then held some of the infants on the upper floors (at least the ones who saw me and didn't scream in mortal fear). Sorry I can't provide pics of the wee ones - privacy concerns. But here are some photos of the exterior and the playground:
Inside is a pretty sterile-looking institution; the ladies do the very best they can with a ridiculous workload. Scary thing is, I'm told that this place is easily the best of the bunch in the region.
Came back to my apartment and hooked up with a couple of the guys for lunch. They had recently stumbled upon a hole-in-the-wall joint serving up Pakistani food. It was cheap and delicious! Then, off to a local watering hole for anight daycap of Leffe (Belgian) blonde beer while watching FC Barcelona and Athletico compete in La Liga action. Finally, a birthday party at a gorgeous villa in the bustling beach town of Dar Bouazza to the south of Casa. The potluck dishes were dee-lish and the Spanish beer tasty.
Sunday morning usually means the brunch thing at a nearby cafe, then basketball games with students and staff at the school. Believe it or not, I fit in a lot of schoolwork this weekend, too.
Wait til you see where I am going next weekend for a concert...
Folks are always dreaming about what they like to do
But I like to do…just what I like
I'll take the chance…dance the dance
It might be wrong but then again it might be right
There’s no way of knowing…what tomorrow brings
Life’s too short to waste it I say bring on anything
I ain't here for a long time…I'm here for a good time
So bring on the sunshine to hell with the red wine
Pour me some moonshine
When I am gone put it in stone he left nothing behind
I ain't here for a long time…I'm here for a good time
Cause somebody done done me wrong
Don’t think for a minute that I am gonna sit around
and sing some old sad song
I believe it’s half full not a…half empty glass
Every day I wake up…knowing it could be my last
I ain't here for a long time…I'm here for a good time
So bring on the sunshine to hell with the red wine
Pour me some moonshine
When I am gone put it in stone he left nothing behind
I ain't here for a long time…I'm here for a good time
George Strait leads us into a recap of an activity-packed weekend that is quickly winding down (as I write this it is 8 pm local time, +5 hours from the East Coast), so as I listen to the early NFL games through my computer, it's time to blog!
Gonna backtrack a lil' bit to Thursday evening - a spectacular building that once served as a Catholic church hosted a modern art exhibit. The architects of Sacre Coeur (Fr. Sacred Heart) did a wonderful job of using cast concrete in melding Catholic and Muslim elements. It's not been in use as a church for over a half-century - today the empty interior hosts intimate art & music exhibitions. These are a couple of nice pics from a spring trip downtown:
Apparently, Casablanca has a growing artsy community. It's always a very pleasant surprise when you somehow stumble upon information about an event in the community. Getting good intel is an art unto itself.
Fast forward to Saturday morning...the day began with a trip to the local orphanage. Played around with the toddlers on the playground, then held some of the infants on the upper floors (at least the ones who saw me and didn't scream in mortal fear). Sorry I can't provide pics of the wee ones - privacy concerns. But here are some photos of the exterior and the playground:
Inside is a pretty sterile-looking institution; the ladies do the very best they can with a ridiculous workload. Scary thing is, I'm told that this place is easily the best of the bunch in the region.
Came back to my apartment and hooked up with a couple of the guys for lunch. They had recently stumbled upon a hole-in-the-wall joint serving up Pakistani food. It was cheap and delicious! Then, off to a local watering hole for a
Sunday morning usually means the brunch thing at a nearby cafe, then basketball games with students and staff at the school. Believe it or not, I fit in a lot of schoolwork this weekend, too.
Wait til you see where I am going next weekend for a concert...
Folks are always dreaming about what they like to do
But I like to do…just what I like
I'll take the chance…dance the dance
It might be wrong but then again it might be right
There’s no way of knowing…what tomorrow brings
Life’s too short to waste it I say bring on anything
I ain't here for a long time…I'm here for a good time
So bring on the sunshine to hell with the red wine
Pour me some moonshine
When I am gone put it in stone he left nothing behind
I ain't here for a long time…I'm here for a good time
No comments:
Post a Comment