I woke up early bc the robe that I insisted on sleeping in got a little
hot... We went to the buffet and I went to town (obv) the omelet bar was fab,
and I liked the shredded potatoes also. Decent coffee and they had these little
tablets that my mom said was Splenda before there was Splenda. She also said
that they were banned in the United States, so I was a little wary to put them
in my coffee (i did anyway) After breakfast we went to buy our bus tix to
Essaouaria... The "connection" was down (only in Maroc) so we
couldn't get them... They said to come back later, but it's not in a very convenient
location.
Anyway we went to the MEDINA from
the bus station. The Marrakech medina is not the best. It's definitely
catered to tourists and I think there were definitely more foreigners than
Moroccans there. It was definitely more touristy than when we came in
Feb, but it was still good to show mom. We saw the mosque (the main pic). We bought some things (I only shopped
at the souks where they appreciated that "Ana magrebia" (I am
Moroccan).) I got a GREAT deal for a scarf for mom because I told the guy
that I was his sister. We got some tea and cookies at a terrace cafe, but
I could tell that mom knew I was itching for shemps (sun) and the pooooool. We
came back to the hotel and were stopped by the concierge. He called the bus
company and reserved tix, but still suggested that we pick them
up tonight... He also knew that I spoke Arabic. We exchanged e-mails
because he asked if I could help him write some emails in English over the
summer. I agreed. We didn't discuss the terms of this agreement, but I would
definitely be happily paid in pool-time hours.... We will see.
POOL TIME went very quickly. No Pina Coladas, but we got expensive beer in little soccer ball glasses. We realized that it
somehow became 5:30. Aniko invited my mom and me back over to her
house for tea, so we went back to the room to shower etc. I was going to go to
the gym, but I obviously didn't. It got too late, or something... We
showered and then went to Anikos with a quick pit stop at the bus station to
get our tickets.
Aniko was her usual self and did not care that we were
late to tea. There wasn't really a set time, but tea time usually is over
before 7 pm- which is when we arrived. I think mom was reassured of my summer
plans by speaking with Aniko. I am very excited, and I think mom can be too
now. After tea we asked for a good dinner recommendation. She said la
grande poste (or something). We were able to find it ourselves. The
restaurant was awesome. It was very similar to French Roast, and had a varied
menu. I ordered wok chicken and mom ordered steak skewers. The bread was
delish and so was the meal. We were sitting next to another
mother/daughter pair from Chicago. Daughter was a total brat studying in
London. We small chatted a little, but I was uninterested. We got choc molten
cake for dessert. Good till the last bite. I could totally see myself
hanging out there this summer. It's walking distance from Aniko's and it is
très chic (comme MOI!). There also were not a lot of Moroccans, which is not always good,
but sometimes is. The cab driver tried to charge us 40 dirhams to get
home (it is probably not even a 10 dirham ride....) but we settled on 20. I was
kind of surprised that the restaurant was supporting this, but it's ok because
I am Moroccan and I know better. Back to the hotel to sleeeeeep.
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