Morocco: Tetouan and Chefchaouen

   The next day we had breakfast at 7 and had to be out of the hotel at 8 to start our tour. We took a your of where the kings palace is and through some streets to a tapernería. I think that's that it was called. 

  After that we room the bus up to Chefchaouen, a village that's all blue. Literally.

   We ended up meeting studentsagain and they brought us to their houses to eat lunch. My group, the one above, was the allergy group. Six of us are allergic to cats so that shouldn't have counted. The girl in the gray blazer with the headscarf is the student, Douna. 

  After we had lunch we met in the square and where there are souvenir shops. Never take the first price that they give you. Barter, barter, barter. I bought 2 scarves and a gold camel. 

  The place where I bought the camel, the owner left to pray and he left his son in charge. The thing is, his son looked about 9 years old. I asked him how much the camel was and he said 160 dirhams or 16 euros. Too much, I waited about 10 minutes and asked agin and he said 150 dirhams. I asked if he'd take 130 and he said no. The. I pretended all I had was 140 and he said okay. This camel is decent sized and has weight to it. I'm so excited! Now all I have to do is buy the black bull from Spain!

   Morocco was super nice but I was surprised at how unpopulated it was, I was expecting  to see the same thing as in Algeria but I guess not. It was still fun though. 

   After dinner that night we were taking a different bus and the driver had a cd playing and it was slow Arabic songs. Joe who was sitting behind me started talking about how annoying the music was and how could someone listen to that type of music over and over again. Mind you, he knows I'm right in front of him. And he was complaining about it. I just wanted to tell him to shut up and stop being a closed-minded American brat and have respect for other peoples cultures. If he was as raised there he would be listening to the same stuff. And besides, they have different types of genres too. He was also talking about how he just wanted to drink and smoke but he can't. Would have been funny to see him try and get caught by the police because they have a no tolerance policy and smoking is absolutely forbidden. 'Forbidden' has a stronger sense to it than 'prohibited' and some people just don't get that. 

   But whateverrrr. Idiots gonna be idiots. And life will catch up to you somehow. 

The next day, we woke up, had breakfast, and left for the ferry. More stamps in our passports!! When we got on to the ferry we had to give our passports to the police officers and the one who checked them took a little longer with mine. It has to be because of my name, he was making sure I'm an American citizen. 

   The ferry back was a lot nicer than the way there because there was an outdoor area. We sat up there for the majority of the time with the winds in our faces and getting sprayed with water from the ocean. 

  Morocco was so much fun and I'm still glad I made friends with those waiters. If you ever get the opportunity to go, do itttt!! And visit Chefchaouen! That should be your first stop!

With love from Morocco,

      Tiz