Last night, I finally managed to get some sleep 7amdolila.
Woke up at 3 pm to find a BB message that Amna sent me at 1, she’s going to the Exhibition Centre to help with the supplies people are sending in for the flood victims. I promised Ghaida and Duha that I’ll see them at 5 and mom tried to talk me out of leaving the house, “you still have the flu, stay in and have some tea!”.
Amna keept saying it’s such a mess there, they only started getting things done at 4pm though they were supposed to start at 8 am.
by sundown I managed to get out of the house, I haven’t been out since I got back. Went to Casper’s for tea this time, coffee and a sore throat don’t get along too well. Decaffeination is a b****, even though I didn’t totally decaffeinate.
Andalus street is so quiet. It has never been this quiet before, it scares me.
Told Amna I’d proly help out tomorrow, and then she mentioned the dust. I still can’t handle dust, I cough my lungs out to the smell of food. She says some girls are coming over to her place to help with the database, office work is something I can handle insa’allah, I hope.
Strepsils, my lovely friend, how I adore thee!
Food Journal of Day Three in Morocco for Hning:
- salted crackers
- Gratin de St. Pierre et Saumon
- Creamed spinach
Lunch was absolutely scrumptious!
- paprika flavoured chips
- diet coke
- tagliatelle quatre fromages
I know, not very Moroccan. we went to Rabat that day, spent the day shooting.
panoramic view of Mausoleum Of Mohammad V, King of Morocco in Rabat. took some 9 photos to stitch this and its not perfect.
Mausoleum of King Mohammad V.
All photos copyrighted to the awesome Asmaa Mohurji. Please do not steal. kthnxbai!