Morocco and Me: Being a college student again

As Pamela dully noted, I did not keep my promise to revisit the blog a few weeks ago to finish up my thoughts. Fortunately, my thoughts never seem to take a break in this country, and there are always more ponderings to fill these pages.

Right now I'm living in an apartment in L'Oudaya with a few friends. L'Oudaya is a neighborhood right next to the old medina within the walls of the old Kasbah, so I basically look out from our roof and see a wall that's existed for centuries. After running around Rabat for a couple days frantically searching for a place to live, I finally found this place, and so far it's been amazing. The house has two floors, the first of which is occupied by an incredibly sweet and quirky family that lets me borrow their can opener all the time. The second floor is our apartment, complete with a kitchen, very small bedroom, master bedroom with a double bed, living room with enough couches to host our regular boarders, and a bathroom with a broken washing machine and shower sans curtain. It's homey, in a way. We might be missing some amenities, but to be able to buy my own food (I eat a lot of cereal and omlettes) and cook when I want is amazing. It's also so much more relaxing to come home and feel like a space is really yours, as opposed to temporarily boarding in someone else's house. Technically there are four of us renting, but there are generally at least five more people crashing, and we're always playing music or making food or watching bootleg movies we bought off the street or complaining about the sorry state of our research projects. Finally, I feel like I'm not in high school anymore.

Here are some pics of my new pad:

View from above: Looking from my apartment down to the family that lives beneath

Views from my roof: First is the Atlantic Ocean, second is a view of Rabat, third are some incredible roof tops of L'Oudaya, and fourth is the wall of the Kasbah as seen from my roof.