Trip Start Apr 02, 2006
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Classroom training thoughts have been jostling in my head and I definitely need to read my notes again. My trainer, Kate, is fantastic and I suspect my little notebook is going to be full of hints and examples of good practice from watching her.
I'm also going to be counting in my sleep. Count everyone as they enter the bus, count them as we walk to the mosque/market/mausoleum, count them regularly as we walk around, count everyone once back on the bus.
We started in Casablanca but beside the spectacular Hassan II Mosque with its heated marble floors, opening roof (English football fans were impressed), enormous underground ablutions room and space for 25,000 worshippers, we saw little of industrial Casa
The mosque and mausoleum feast continues in Rabat, capital of modern-day Maroc. It's rather genteel with its French-inspired wide wide boulavards and green spaces.
Karim, is our local guide and is dressed in the somewhat cliched Arab-style: suit with dark sunglasses.
Karim is fond of the command, "Come on family!" He also explains the Moroccan practice of having up to four wives:
Four wives: polygamy
Three wives: trigamy
Two wives: bigamy
One wife: monotony
Funnily emough, the young and modern King Mohamed V, likes monotony himself and is trying to encourage Moroccans into the practice of only taking one wife. Apparently if we're lucky, we'll be able to buy some souveniers of the King and his family when we trawl the Marrakesh marketplace later in the tour.
I don't even want to think about that busy marketplace just yet. I'm happy to count my passengers in a wide open space for the time being.
As for photos for this entry, my foray into the digital world is a battery-guzzling camera. Any photos at the moment are few and far between (save for the Sahara ones later on). I await contributions from my fellow travellers at a later date to pretty this 'pod.