That's why I haven't been posting lately. Lots of things have been going on here, but sadly not all of them have been particularly interesting. Midterms are already upon us and I doubt you all would want to read about the duties of the Umayyad and 'Abbasid caliphs, so I don't have that much noteworthy material to choose from.
Never fear, though; I do, as usual, have pictures!
Yes, that is a picture of my feet, and yes, it is here on purpose. It's almost impossible to upload pictures to Blogger accidentally since Blogger will hate me if I don't resize them all from 4000x3000 to something more manageable. Anyway, the reason I took this picture is to show off exactly how much I've been wearing flip-flops. My friends call it the X-Men tan for obvious reasons, and it's even more pronounced now than it was two weeks ago when I took this picture.
This is the beach I went to three weeks ago. The water was pretty cold most places, but there were a few little tidepool-type things that were a bit warmer. The air and sun were fairly hot, though, so at least the water felt sort of good if you just put your feet/lower legs in it. Any more than that and it got very uncomfortable very quickly.
Indonesian culture night! The two men in suits in the middle are the Indonesian ambassador to Morocco and the president of the university. The performers danced traditional Indonesian dances and played some angklung music, which was really cool.
This is part of the Bab al-Mansour in Meknes at the main entrance to the old medina. It's a huge tourist attraction, as evidenced by the fact that a bus stops there about every 15 minutes and lets out a load of people armed with DSLRs, sun hats, and guidebooks.
The Bab proper. I couldn't get a straight-on view of it because I would have gotten run over by one of the aforementioned buses or perhaps a city bus. Obviously there were also a bunch of people in the way.
Kitty! He was hanging out at the restaurant at which my little group ate for lunch. We called him James Bond because he's wearing a tuxedo. He was very friendly.
We thought it was really funny that we found a "Montana Bar" in the middle of a Moroccan city. No, we didn't go in; this picture is courtesy the massive zoom on my camera. As you can probably tell, it looked like the sort of place where weird stuff happens, so we avoided it.
This is another gate to another part of Meknes, near the Grand Taxi station. For those of you who don't know, Grand Taxis are taxis that travel between cities and Petit Taxis are taxis that travel within cities. We had to take a Grand Taxi from Ifrane to Meknes, since it's about a 45-minute drive and none of us really want to drive a standard in Morocco. Actually, I don't really think any of us want to drive at all here.
Anyway.
We couldn't figure out quite where this gate went; it wasn't exactly the old medina but it wasn't exactly the new medina, either. It was pretty, though, especially with the giant moon next to it.
The night before we went to Meknes, a friend and I attempted to make chocolate chip cookies. I'll post the Cookie Saga later, along with a description of my first taste of liver. I will say no more on that subject for now...
Later, gators.
Never fear, though; I do, as usual, have pictures!
Yes, that is a picture of my feet, and yes, it is here on purpose. It's almost impossible to upload pictures to Blogger accidentally since Blogger will hate me if I don't resize them all from 4000x3000 to something more manageable. Anyway, the reason I took this picture is to show off exactly how much I've been wearing flip-flops. My friends call it the X-Men tan for obvious reasons, and it's even more pronounced now than it was two weeks ago when I took this picture.
This is the beach I went to three weeks ago. The water was pretty cold most places, but there were a few little tidepool-type things that were a bit warmer. The air and sun were fairly hot, though, so at least the water felt sort of good if you just put your feet/lower legs in it. Any more than that and it got very uncomfortable very quickly.
Indonesian culture night! The two men in suits in the middle are the Indonesian ambassador to Morocco and the president of the university. The performers danced traditional Indonesian dances and played some angklung music, which was really cool.
This is part of the Bab al-Mansour in Meknes at the main entrance to the old medina. It's a huge tourist attraction, as evidenced by the fact that a bus stops there about every 15 minutes and lets out a load of people armed with DSLRs, sun hats, and guidebooks.
The Bab proper. I couldn't get a straight-on view of it because I would have gotten run over by one of the aforementioned buses or perhaps a city bus. Obviously there were also a bunch of people in the way.
Kitty! He was hanging out at the restaurant at which my little group ate for lunch. We called him James Bond because he's wearing a tuxedo. He was very friendly.
We thought it was really funny that we found a "Montana Bar" in the middle of a Moroccan city. No, we didn't go in; this picture is courtesy the massive zoom on my camera. As you can probably tell, it looked like the sort of place where weird stuff happens, so we avoided it.
This is another gate to another part of Meknes, near the Grand Taxi station. For those of you who don't know, Grand Taxis are taxis that travel between cities and Petit Taxis are taxis that travel within cities. We had to take a Grand Taxi from Ifrane to Meknes, since it's about a 45-minute drive and none of us really want to drive a standard in Morocco. Actually, I don't really think any of us want to drive at all here.
Anyway.
We couldn't figure out quite where this gate went; it wasn't exactly the old medina but it wasn't exactly the new medina, either. It was pretty, though, especially with the giant moon next to it.
The night before we went to Meknes, a friend and I attempted to make chocolate chip cookies. I'll post the Cookie Saga later, along with a description of my first taste of liver. I will say no more on that subject for now...
Later, gators.
Nice tan lines. I can tell you worked hard on achieving the right look :P
ReplyDeleteOh yeah. Really, really hard. It's not easy putting on the same pair of shoes every morning.
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