The final fading sounds of Morocco
Trip Start Oct 29, 2008
11Trip End Nov 12, 2008
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After suffering the democratic notion of allowing each of the Monkey Girls their choice of dinner on separate nights (last night's sufferance was McD's in the Ville Nouvelle), the girls agreed tonight to return to the Jemma el Fna for an inexpensive but colorful dinner of lamb kebabs, Moroccan salad, and olives. Some of the best meat dishes had anywhere in Morocco (try stall 114), the girls sat and gazed out over the increasing crowds of night performers, traveling musicians, and the mix of Marrakechis and visitors that make Jemma el Fna's unforgettably-electric atmosphere.
Early evening on this, the final night of travels through Morocco, the Monkey Girls' guide (the author of the blog) sits atop the riad in the medina overlooking the Grand Koutoubia Mosque, loomingly aglow in the night air. The sound of drums and tribal musicians with images of long spirals of smoke arising from the Jemma el Fna clamor for attention in the other direction. Hearing the final call to prayer from the Koutoubia Mosque, the girls contemplate what it is to witness such far-ranging cultures. The trip - bent more on cultural education and exposure than relaxation - carried with it a compressed but in the end rewarding experience. With this their first experience on the African continent and in the Islamic world, the girls have each found their own memories that will help shape their views of the world - and their fellow man.
The Monkey Girls have, by now, drifted off - soundly asleep after an exhausting run through so many kaleidoscopic experiences. They'll likely dream of the exhilarating, frustrating, exotic, tense, and wondrous adventures found throughout their trip to the distant but friendly land that is MOROCCO.
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