last dance

wow, i think i've discovered my favorite stage musical. the show was just amazing, funny, and over the top. i'm ready to go home now, well i've been ready for some time now, but this show made it worth waiting and staying for. but like the little tranny on the dance floor, they just played the last song and gotta go home. and like that tranny who stayed out too late and partied too hard, i'm gonna have a major euro-hangover.

mc wifi

made it back to london. my hostel this time doesn't have wifi :( so i'm hanging out at a mcdonalds in london. this will be my british culture.

kenji

this is kenji in front of a stand selling very sweet ginseng/cinnamon tea with a dessert we couldn't figure out, but good. kenji is from japan studying medicine in new zealand. he's taking a year off to work and travel. i had met him in barcelona where we were staying at the same hostel. hanged out together a couple times, found out that we were both going to marrakesh and decided to meet up again. he's currently in the middle of a two month long around the world trip! he started in new zealand and has been to toronto, mexico city, lima, buenos aires, madrid, barcelona and marrakesh. tomorrow he'll be going to some small moroccan town on the coast for the night then back to marrakesh then to madrid. back in madrid he'll continue to hungry, romania, bulgaria, turkey, london, thailand, taiwan, and finally japan. my trip is nothing compared to his. though we seem to have a few common elements as travellers. he and i are both trying to save our money and don't really do anything that cost money, and eat cheap and very little. he's already saying he doesn't have enough cash and needs to contact his credit card company and/or his family. it was funny to hear him complain about all the vendors saying, "japan, japan" to him (i get it too). it really annoys him and it was great cuz i definately related. we both got it when we were walking around together. not sure if it still annoyed him with me also present taking some of the "ni hao", "konnichiwa", "jackie chan" from the vendors. anyways, it was nice meeting someone with somewhat the same attitude and experience about race while travelling.

chris and paul

met these two at the hostel in marrakesh. both on a week vacation in marrakesh from bristol london. i think they are a couple, that or english guys really do sound queer, at least one of them do. didn't ask if they are together, never got around to asking. nice guys, seemed to know their way around the medina and souks, which are almost impossible to navigate.

museum

in some museum somewhere in the old part of town. tagged along with some of the guys at the hostel.

snails

didn't deviate much from my food choices today. except these snails. got myself a little bowl. i've had snails before in vietnamese food, but these snails were a bit different. although, you can't see it, the head and the tenticles are still present. the snails i've the past for some reason never has a head or tenticles. different type/species i guess. i don't think i'll be going back to these snails.

jardin el harti

i wondered out of the medina today and into the newer part of the city. found a pretty nice park with a cactus garden. had a good conversation with a pair of guys at the park. with all the warnings about scammers i'm really hesitant to talk to anyone. since i was in a park, i felt it might be okay to stop for a moment. turns out one of them is an english teacher at a high school. he knew about the two washingtons and that the washington i'm in has many trees.

continued on and found a cemetary. seems to be a theme for this trip, so i got a bit excited when i found it. not knowing what the culture is about cemetaries and dead people in morocco, i felt really nervous walking around with people working or hanging out in the shade. for the most part the cemetary was well kept. it had dried grass, weeds every where. the burial site/tomb stone seem to be placed anywhere there is room. a few of the newer tomb stones do seem kept with some plants growing from the top of the stone. so i did take a couple quick pictures and hurried myself out. maybe i'll ask the hostel people about pictures and dead people. if they say no-no, i'll have to delete those pictures.