Casablanca

So I went with Amanda G and Daniella to Casablanca to meet up with her deaf friend from the US, Vaye. Vaye was born deaf in India but can fully speak both Hindi and English and knows ASL and BSL. He had a friend with him, Josh, who became deaf from meningitis at age 2 who can hardly speak at all. That is beside the point. I had absolutely no problem talking with either of them, and we had such a blast.

We saw the Hassan II mosque, the third largest in the world behind the grand ones in Mecca and Medina. I do believe that it is the square footage of a football field if not more. We walked along the beach talking for almost three hours. We made friends at each dining place we visited. Funnily enough, the first place, le Buffet, had not a buffet but instead prostitutes all in a row smoking in the back. We had couscous for lunch (fantastic) and got a free lesson in Berber. We had a fun time arguing with the man at the front desk of the hotel because we can at 12.15pm to collect our things and he wanted to charge us for an entire second night. We had Josh signing to Vaye, Vaye signing to Amanda, Amanda translating into English to me and Daniella, and me translating into French and Arabic for the receptionist. It was a huge ordeal but we finally won.

That was Friday evening and Saturday during the day. Sunday I stayed in my room mostly to get reading done. Mother made 3kilos of sfa (angel hair cut up with cinnamon, sugar, and raisins) for dinner, and we almost finished it. Today in culture class we discussed the historical novel Abu Masa's Women Neighbors written by the professor's friend, Ahmed Toufiq, who happens to be the minister of religious affairs. The novel lacked plot but was based on a tale from the 14th century so I guess we can excuse that.

TurboTax is telling me that Rockbrook owes me money. I look forward to sorting that out - NOT!