Chefchauen, the blue city, is a city in the Rif Mountains, which is famous for two reasons, one of which is that pretty-much every building in the city is painted blue. Aside from a short hike on the mountains, I spent most of my time wandering around the old city and eating food. I don’t know how you make crispy lemon fried chicken in a tajine, but is was some of the best food I’ve ever had. Also, it turned out that my hotel was so cheap I accidentally booked three nights instead of two without noticing, meaning it was $8 a night, not $12. There was one shower and one bathroom (a squatter at that) for the whole hotel, with no soap. You get what you pay for I guess.
The weekend in Chefchauen was a well-needed break from a week of exams, (I slept 13 hours the first night) but on arrival back for the additional three-week session (with all new teachers and exams!) I’m starting to feel stagnated. My days have become too routine and I’m starting to feel kind of bored, which is the last thing I should be feeling during a study-abroad trip, which then makes me feel guilty, which only makes things worse. I need to figure out a new project or some things to do. I miss being able to run outside, and my guitar, and my friends.
Finally, this morning I ran out of bottled water, and breakfast was just bread as usual, and my mouth was like sand, so I drank just a bit of the water from jar my host family drinks out of, thinking I’ve been here for a month and a half, and half a glass couldn’t hurt, but I think it did because I have diarrhea now.
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