COUSCOUS FRIDAY was today. IDK when I am going to get sick of it, but it was great (as always). I wonder if they give us couscous on the excursion??? Every week the couscous dish gets bigger. I later realized that was because Simo is here, but I was shocked at the size this week. Right before couscous I spoke with my REAL mom and she asked if I would be able to make it when I come home. I mentioned that at the table (hint hint... teach me how) and they basically said that I wouldn't be able to :( faithless.... Anyway we had class again at 2:30 and the Sara(h)s and I had a presentation that we kinda made up on the spot, but kicked ass on. After class we were free TGIF! We had some errands to run before our big trip tomorrow, so we walked out of the medina. Mohammad V is the big street in Rabat, and it goes from outside of the medina to inside. We were at the point where the medina begins when the best (non-Moroccan) thing happened to me...
We usually focus on each other as we are walking and don't really take much mind to the people around us (my family members have stopped me in the street a few times because I did not recognize them passing). This group of people was very hard to miss. It was a group of giants. They totally caught my eye (duh) and I was blatantly staring. I looked closer (squinted) and realized they were all wearing matching sweatsuits... my heart started to beat faster as I came to the conclusion that they were on some sort of team. AN ATTRACTIVE BASKETBALL TEAM. I immediately turned to follow them (shameless) and my friends did not realize what was going on, so they were calling my name- I motioned for them to follow me, but they still didn't get it. I ran back and told them about my discovery, and they rolled their eyes. The team had yet to be identified. Sara told me (i think jokingly) to talk to them, and at first I was like "no noo" but then I jumped to the future and the fact that I would have been very curious/unhappy if I didn't say anything. I scurry-stepped to catch up to them, and I approached this man. It really is all a blur, but basically what I got from his conversation was: Yes, they are basketball players "From France" and they were here for the week (leaving on Sunday). They are going out tonight to the "Irish Pub" (bar in Hotel Rabat). I told them that we were students and we are here till May. He said "wow" very surprised, and it made me sad because I am actually going to be here till AUGUST, which is even longer.... Regardless- it was definitely the most refreshing thing that has happened to me thus far, and it sparked my interest to look more into Moroccan basketball. ~~~ I asked Simo about it tonight, and could not get a lot out of him besides the fact the he runs track (IDC) and that there seems to be some sort of Moroccan intramural team that plays in the area.~~~ When I met back up with my friends after our conversation, Alexa told me I smelt like the bball player I was talking to-- I LOVE that, and not washing that outfit for a long time. I was so set on going to the Irish Pub, but obv we didn't because we have to be at the CCCL at SEVEN THIRTY TOMORROW. Terribleeeee. I did research and the team that they were on is JDA Dijon Bourgogne I know that not a lot of you care about this, but I am literally still smiling from my interaction with them, and will be holding onto it for a long time. Imagine 15 TALL, STRONG, ATTRACTIVE men trying to navigate thru THIS.... It was priceless, and definitely a sight to see. It also made me realize how incredibly small the men are here. Very few tall men, and they all have the skinniest little legs/bodies in general. My friends on my program did not truly appreciate the significance of this event for me, so I hope that at least a few of you can. I really wish I wasn't leaving tomorrow- I would definitely have gone to the Irish Pub and made friends with them. I am not kidding.
After the bball boys sighting we went to a drugstore type thing that had a TON of products... then a home improvement-type store (like Surprise Surprise) and then a juice bar- I got Papaya Ginger... A little heavy on the ginger. Then we putzed around a little and went home. My "mom" did my laundry, but didn't fold it. I folded my clothes. I was thinking of the time when I folded Ron's sweater for him in the Blue Camel and he said that I was a great clothes folder-- That was my motivation. I then packed for the excursion (probably not enough believe it or not) and then I hung out with my friends and Simo and his friends. We ate chips and this nut mix thing that has peanuts, almonds, something crunchy and sunflower seeds. I told my "mom" I wasn't going to be home for dinner, but I did make it in time and was able to have some soup before I came into bed.
Dinner was funny because Imane (my sister) was NOT HAVING whatever my "parents" were telling her to do. I actually saw myself in her place in like Middle School. She has mastered the eye roll quite well. I figured out that Imane has to go to her dad's friend's house tomorrow to be tutored in Math, and she does not want to. The main reason why she doesn't want to is because she won't be allowed to wear make-up and she has to go to the Hammam before (9 am-- on a Saturday!!). This tutor conversation turned into more parental nagging, and she eventually stormed off. Her mom came into our room as we were talking, and simply asked if i wanted to give her my American money and they would give me Moroccan dirhams. I did, and they said that if I want to do it again they are willing... I am unclear as to why exactly they want to do this, but I think it's okay? Imane said it had to do with them traveling to Saudi Arabia??? IDK ... I am not really sure, but I don't have to pay the extra fee if I do it like this, so I am okay with it.
Get excited for excursion posts & pix
Ni niii
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