The little things
I am back in Spain, fresh(ish) from a fortnight in Morocco, a little more tan, a little more blonde, and a lot wiser on all things Moroccan. More details will undoubtedly be spilled here in coming weeks, once I am more organized. But for now I can tell you how much Morocco made me appreciate little things. Little things like modern plumbing, toilet paper, soap, and quite simply, toilets. Any combination of these (or all) were conspicuous in thier non existance throughout our stay, which sometimes made that rather mundane aspect of life amusing and adventurous.
Additionally, I never fully appreciated going into a shop, being left alone, browsing in peace, and having clear prices. Like bathroom essentials, all of these shopping elements were conspicuous in thier non existance. I have never been so popular in my life, being constantly bothered to buy things in Morocco. "Just have a look", "to look is free", "no price is fixed", "what's your best price", "I'll give you good price" and the like. Over and over again. It is impossible to walk down the street let alone browse, and it is impolite not to haggle. By the end of our day in Marrakech, I was weary of asking people to take a picture of their amazing shops, and quite enjoyed watching people bargain, as it truly is a game there. Now that I'm back in Europe, I am still in a bargaining mood. Fixed prices are so boring. And expensive.
Anyway, it is great to be in a place with proper beds, hot showers, and toilets, blessed toilets! More updates to come, but for now, I am ready to stretch out on my luxuious bottom bunk and take a calm day to enjoy Grenada.
Additionally, I never fully appreciated going into a shop, being left alone, browsing in peace, and having clear prices. Like bathroom essentials, all of these shopping elements were conspicuous in thier non existance. I have never been so popular in my life, being constantly bothered to buy things in Morocco. "Just have a look", "to look is free", "no price is fixed", "what's your best price", "I'll give you good price" and the like. Over and over again. It is impossible to walk down the street let alone browse, and it is impolite not to haggle. By the end of our day in Marrakech, I was weary of asking people to take a picture of their amazing shops, and quite enjoyed watching people bargain, as it truly is a game there. Now that I'm back in Europe, I am still in a bargaining mood. Fixed prices are so boring. And expensive.
Anyway, it is great to be in a place with proper beds, hot showers, and toilets, blessed toilets! More updates to come, but for now, I am ready to stretch out on my luxuious bottom bunk and take a calm day to enjoy Grenada.
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