Changes in Plan

Fadoua just came in to tell us that our homestays have been extended until next Thursday. I personally don't like this because it leaves EVERYTHING to happen on Thursday. I will probably sleep all the way through my last day in Morocco because I will have been going nonstop from 8am 'til 9pm+ the previous day. Blargh!

In addition to that, Fadoua brought in the mail for the first time in two weeks. I have three cards from Melissa, my favorite, a postcard from Kate, a postcard from Sir William, and a letter from Grandma Larson. Thank you all! I love hearing from you!

I have arranged a phone interview for Tuesday 5 May to do an internship at a speech pathology clinic in Boston this summer. I really hope to goodness that I get it despite not being a speech pathology undergraduate.

We will soon be going to Fadoua's house to eat couscous all together and celebrate yet another birthday. I was nominated to go out and fetch the cake this morning, and as it was a warm day, and everyone was in a good mood, I certainly got a lot of attention.

A few people have gotten stomach bugs of sorts and are missing out on all sorts of get-togethers. This evening we were all thinking of going to a French restaurant to kick off our last weekend together. We have so much going on that I can hardly think straight at times.

As Willy Wonka once said, "So much time and so little to do! Wait, strike that; reverse it."