Wednesday, January 6, 2010

day trois

this day started out ok... we got a good night's sleep, after (difficultly) watching a movie on my netbook on youtube.

we woke up, had our crepe, coffee, juice breakfast in the lobby, but i wasn't really hungry at all. my stomach was a little bit upset. after breakfast, we came back to the room and i immediately knew something was up. for the next ... five? hours i was a prisoner to the bathroom. I think i'm blaming it on the raw veggies in the salad i ate the day before. it took a while before they were digested. then ruined me on the inside. it was so nasty, i don't even want to think about it. but the experience was named the Moroccan Poop Goops. You know, like morrocan couscous!! we were so bored most of the day, but we couldn't leave until i knew my bowels were all better. i ate about a dozen pink peptos and sat on the bed and moaned. alternating, of course, with climbing down the ladder and running to the bathroom (did i mention our bedroom is a loft?)

around 4, we finally went out. we walked all the way back to the plaza and sat and had some tea, and just explored the markets a little more. I was finally feeling better, so we felt adventurous and ate at the outside vendors in the plaza- a nice dinner of couscous and kebabs and olives. yummy street food. it's the nighttime food market you see in all the pictures of marrakech. steam from the grills floating up into the sky. people everywhere. booth after booth of vendors. long benches and tables covered with white vinyl. the vendors all basically serve the same food- grilled meats and veggies, tajines, fish, but they fight with each other for your business and try to lure you to their tables with their charms. we picked the first vendor that talked to us. # 25. he was cute. they put down a piece of newsprint for your placemat. there are no napkins. you get a small round piece of bread. and two small bowls of sauces- one is a thin tomato sauce, the other is a sweet and spicy chile sauce. you dip your bread, your food is cooked in minutes on the huge grills.

we ate dinner and walked back to the riad. i couldn't take too much more than that after my traumatic morning.

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