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Published: July 16th 2008
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Hi! I hope all is well. I made it to Morocco safely. I had a 5 hour lay over in Paris and decided to take the train into the city for lunch. My smile was huge walking the streets of Paris and I had a yummy panini in the Latin Quarter area, which is surrounded by little shops and beautiful old architechture. What a lovely place Paris is. My smile evaporated when I went into my purse to find my debit card wasn't where I keep it. I'm sure I was a site--my entire purse dumped out in the middle of the restaurant floor with my only means of money missing saying over and over "it's got to be here"! But, it wasn't. Luckily, the nice French man let me pay with US dollars. I couldn't believe it was gone. I took the hour long train ride back to the airport saying a prayer to St. Anthony the whole time (my grandma taught me to do this) that i left it at the store at the airport where I bought water. Well, it wasn't there so, with tears all down my face, I started asking around about a lost and found. Finally, a guy with a walkie-talkie said he would help me and he walkie-talkied some other guy who walkie-talkied a lady who's beautiful voice came over the radio and said, "Neecolay Scearbroach"? "Wé Wé!! That's me"!! And she magically appeared with my debit card. I wanted to kiss them both. I certainly hope that whoever turned in my card has been feeling the massive amounts of positive energy I've been sending his or her way! What a relief that was! Hopefully, that will be my first and last mishap of the trip.
Now I'm in Casablanca, Morocco. This city doesn't have much to offer a tourist like me, so I've been killing time walking around, people watching, and reading until my friend Kelly gets here tomorrow morning and we can move on. Since this is a predominately Muslim country, many of the women cover from head to toe. I had a really hard time packing because of this. I didn't want to show a lot of skin, but this is Africa and it gets very hot! From what I have seen so far, I'll guess that about 2/3 of the women cover and the other half don't, but they dress conservatively for the most part. Everyone speaks French or Arabic and not much English. I don't know any of either language, but believe it or not, I've been getting by using some Spanish. I haven't been able to figure out much of the food yet since I can't read the menus, but there are tons of different types and flavors of olives served everywhere and I've eaten tons of them!
Anyway, I hope you are all having a great week!
Love,
Nikki
p.s. happy birthday to my dad who would have been 66 today
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Matt
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You said 2/3 of the women cover and the other half don't. That's more than 100%. Is that because of the exchange rate?