So the traveler’s diarrhea hit today. I was expecting it to come at some point, but it still sucks. I blame the apricots; I ate a lot of them last night, and they were the only thing for dinner that I hadn’t already eaten. Plus, the diarrhea kind of smelled like apricots, which is probably not something you wanted to know, but which is definitely something I needed to share.
Class was pretty uneventful otherwise, and I came home immediately afterwards and slept until Iftar, so I don’t have too much to write about today. Iftar had some anchovies that we were supposed to eat whole: head, tail, and everything, and that was weird, but if you didn’t think about what you were eating, they tasted alright.
Also, my taxi driver almost got into a fight with another taxi driver today (it was definitely my driver’s fault), so I suppose here would be a good place to discuss driving in Morocco. In short, it’s terrifying. If there are speed limits, they are clearly just a suggestion, as are stop signs, and I have yet to see anyone use a turn signal. Furthermore, only about half the taxis have seatbelts. The conflict today started because my taxi driver drove in-between lanes to get past two slower-moving cars.
On a high note, I bootlegged the new A$AP Rocky and Pusha-T albums, which means I am officially a Barbary Coast Pirate. Come at me Thomas Jefferson.
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