We overlooked the title of the last blog post, and found out that Hannah spelled Kenitra wrong...sorry.
We started the day in Loubna's house for another Moroccan breakfast
There were some absolutely delicious not-really doughnuts called shvinge
after a rather hasty breakfast, we steeled ourselves for the bus ride to Rabat, the Capital city of Morocco. This would probably be a good time
to mention our awesome bus driver, he lives in Marrakech with his family and has become a friend on this trip. Most dinners he eats with family
and is a fantastic driver. The traffic in Morocco is ridiculous ad we're luck to have him.
On the bus ride there, Nore was kept entertained by Marita and Hannah sitting behind her. We have fallen in love withthis little bundle ofjoy. The Moroccan children are kept on a
loose leash when it comes to things like bed time, Nore has stayed up with us through most of the nights
She is really cute, and has been a source of adorable on our journey
We arrived in Rabat to a bright sunny day and a lot of people. Our first stop was to see a theater that a friend of Mr. Defaa owns and operates. As we got
there, set up for a stand-up comedien Gad Elmaleh, that was a sold out show.
We think we're funny
The Theater was beautiful and we got some great shots
There was the king's suite and his box overlooking the theater that we only allowed a peak in, but rest assured, they were fit for a king
Traveling along with eyes squinting and sunscreened skin, we stopped at a unfinished centuries old mosque. There were still guards everywhere, but it
was a great time. A woman out of the blue grabbed Imane's had and started doing Henna, a type of tattoo art, sometimes used in Middle Eastern weddings,
or just for decoration.
The outside wall of the mosque.
The Guards on the outside were astride huge horses, and were glad to have pictures taken.
This next guard was probably the grumpiest in all of North Africa. His eyebrows are really catapillars in disguise. He wouldn't let us come anywhere close to him, so the picture turned out awkward and kinda weird
The mosque was beautiful,the moldings were intricate, and the atmosphere was calming.
We were not allowed into the mosque, but we were there for the call to prayer and it was a good surprise. We were able to see the mausoleum.
We started the day in Loubna's house for another Moroccan breakfast
There were some absolutely delicious not-really doughnuts called shvinge
after a rather hasty breakfast, we steeled ourselves for the bus ride to Rabat, the Capital city of Morocco. This would probably be a good time
to mention our awesome bus driver, he lives in Marrakech with his family and has become a friend on this trip. Most dinners he eats with family
and is a fantastic driver. The traffic in Morocco is ridiculous ad we're luck to have him.
On the bus ride there, Nore was kept entertained by Marita and Hannah sitting behind her. We have fallen in love withthis little bundle ofjoy. The Moroccan children are kept on a
loose leash when it comes to things like bed time, Nore has stayed up with us through most of the nights
We arrived in Rabat to a bright sunny day and a lot of people. Our first stop was to see a theater that a friend of Mr. Defaa owns and operates. As we got
there, set up for a stand-up comedien Gad Elmaleh, that was a sold out show.
The Theater was beautiful and we got some great shots
There was the king's suite and his box overlooking the theater that we only allowed a peak in, but rest assured, they were fit for a king
Traveling along with eyes squinting and sunscreened skin, we stopped at a unfinished centuries old mosque. There were still guards everywhere, but it
was a great time. A woman out of the blue grabbed Imane's had and started doing Henna, a type of tattoo art, sometimes used in Middle Eastern weddings,
or just for decoration.
The Guards on the outside were astride huge horses, and were glad to have pictures taken.
This next guard was probably the grumpiest in all of North Africa. His eyebrows are really catapillars in disguise. He wouldn't let us come anywhere close to him, so the picture turned out awkward and kinda weird
The mosque was beautiful,the moldings were intricate, and the atmosphere was calming.
We were not allowed into the mosque, but we were there for the call to prayer and it was a good surprise. We were able to see the mausoleum.
From there we saw one of the King's many palaces and it was huge, like any King's palace should be.
From there we had Lunch at Mrs. Defaa's friend Rita's home for delicious almond pie something with meat inside
We also had tea at Mrs. Defaa's Uncle's house and the biscuits were amazing.
Our second to last stop in Rabat was to the Archaeology museum and garden. This museum is an outdoor one and includes a Roman ruin sight and an abandoned mausoleum and mosque, the pictures from that we will upload later because we have to set off for Marrakech and Casablanca.
Our final stop was to the medina, or the oldest part of any city. The bus driver is calling me, so I will pick it up later
Your favorite French Five Groupies would like to say:
ReplyDelete"The food is killing me" - Mikhala
"I think I'm in love with Nore... really I am." - Christine
"I'm jealous of your ability to break out your summer wardrobes while mine is packed away in boxes. :(" - Andrew ... (His face mirrored that image.)
"You guys are making me hungry." - Nick
"The swan's crew is going to attempt to make that drink Matt had... Le Montecristo is it?" - Mandy
"laughter....giggling...hides face in hands... I can't wait to see you guys with camels." - Marissa... of course.
We miss you all soooo much and we can't wait to have you back with us. Be careful of any mean guards with catepillar eyebrows. :) We'll be anxiously awaiting your next post. And we're totally expecting a party complete with all that awesome Moroccan deliciousness when you guys come home...and some flamingos!