All our teams have a ton of work to do. Final presentations loom over our shoulders for next week. A one day quickie to Marrakesh and a working Sunday back at the Casablanca hotel was our only bet.
It is our last weekend together and we didn’t want to pass up the opportunity of another mad trip 😛
After a beautiful train ride we landed in touristy Marrakesh. What you’ll miss in Marrakesh is predictability and all sense of direction. Never mind: you’re better off without them here. The main attraction – Djemaa el-Fna is a big square with snake charmers, food stalls and other knick-knack sellers. If you head into the maze of souqs you’ll find authentic moroccon souvenirs and an experience of your lifetime.
We spent the day roaming the streets of the medina with our Tour guides – Jane, Masa and Juani who led us to the beautiful garden Palace Bahiya. We grabbed a quick 3hr lunch (see what I did there?) and headed back to Casablanca.
It was a really short trip but an entertaining one.
Sunday was possibly my most favorite day of all days in Casa!
I woke up without the alarm, got dressed without hurrying, had a leisure breakfast instead of spilling cereal all over myself, lounged around a bit and worked to finish presentations.
Tany and me went to visit the local market and it was entertaining! Being with Tany makes me feel like I’m 12, unapologetically! She’s fun to be around and have real conversations with. I’m glad to have met her 🙂 who else would force me to make crepes at a local stall!
We ended our small city market tour by buying Argan products at a store, met more people fascinated with Bollywood (!) and then, I decided I wanted to make Egg Burji (masala Scrambled eggs). I shopped around for veggies and found gigantic chillis (yay!) and I couldn’t wait to come to the hotel to whip something up.
I realized 2 things:
- You know you’re a true Indian when you crave spicy food and the big fat chilli at the market seems like the tastiest thing in the world!
- But you also know you’re not housewife material (at all!) when you buy boiled eggs and not raw eggs for an Egg Burji!
Anyway, I’m going to pretend my boiled egg burji was as good as the original.
By evening we settled down at the lobby for some hot mint tea – courtesy Sarah (isn’t she so sweet) and the mint tea session turned into a pizza dinner. It was a day well spent.
Next week this time, I’ll be back home. As much as I look forward to that, I’ll miss my “family” here in Morocco 🙂
One week left. Here we go 🙂
“What day is it?”
It’s today,” squeaked Piglet.
My favorite day,” said Pooh.”
― A.A. Milne