Welcome to the “From the Road” edition of the Chronicles, which shouldn’t be as long a post as I’d like, because the keyboard is hard to use.

Landed in Casablanca and headed immediately for the capital Rabat. Beautiful city, no sollicitation, but we’re clearly not in Canasas anymore. Extremely surprised by the quality of the room we got for 12 dollars (no dollar sign on this keyboard of course). There had been a discount because no hot showers were available.

Expected to be dead by that point, but we were full of energy. Went and discovered the medina, a walled-off part of the old city. Inside, a maze of tiny streets and whitewashed walls, looks like the way I imagine Greece would. Then into the souq, another maze but this time bustling with chaotic activity. Lots of people selling spices out of large open sacks, each pile a different color; smells amazing.

The people are friendly and patient with we tourists who stick out like a sore thumb, but so far no sollicitation, very little begging (unlike my neighborhood at home), not even so much as a stare.

Well, better end this one here, I’ve run up a 70 cent bill. Might not blog again, but I’m thinking of home. Enjoy Yulblog tonight.