Update: The hotel has yet to get back to me and I’ve decided not to replace my charger. The laptop is currently at 28%, with seven days of class left. Nonetheless, I will continue to update this blog until the death of this machine, because I care about you all more than I do the possibility of another one of assignments where you listen to someone talk for three minutes and write down everything they say. I fucking hate those.
I’ve gone on a lot of taxi rides over the past nine weeks and not infrequently, when you mention to a Moroccan driver that you are from America, they will respond by listing a bunch of famous Americans that they know. It’s equal parts endearing and uncomfortable. I’ve probably heard ten different drivers (or vendors) do this, but first four names (and their order) are exactly the same, 100% percent of the time. They are: Barack Obama, George Bush, Bill Clinton, Michael Jackson. I don’t really know what to do with this information, other than suggest that maybe we let the Moroccans update Mount Rushmore.
And we’re down to 27%
AdamFendos.blog 