Sunday, April 23, 2017

In the Air Again

I arrived in Morocco yesterday Friday (their time) and wanted to share a bit of my travel sights.  Fortunately, there was no drama, like people being dragged off the airplane or delayed flights or gate changes--more tricky in Paris where my language skills falter.

In order to catch the 6:10 A.M. flight out of Albuquerque I had to kick the birds awake at 3:30 A.M., get dressed, feed the dogs, close the suitcases (left open in case of any last-minute additions) and load them in the car in time to leave at 4:30 to arrive by 5:00.  Fortunately Black Mesa coffee is up and running at the airport by then so I could be awake enough not to miss the flight.


My reflection looking out the window in
Albuquerque Sunport










Perrier seemed the appropriate beverage before
flying to Paris





Arrived in Atlanta on time--nothing for me to stress about since I had a six-hour layover.  Thanks to Marianne Rice, I had a fun read to dive into.  Check out Strawberry Kisses,  I recommend it.



Nothing says Atlanta like CNN




























Finally, at long last the wait was over for the overnight flight to Paris.  Sadly, I had a middle of the middle seat--you know, those plans that have three seats on each side and four in the middle.  Hemmed in by a couple of guys (not cute enough to distract) I got very little sleep.  Thanks again, Marianne.  Jake was much more entertaining in sooooo many ways than the my seatmates.

In Charles de Gaulle Airport, I made a beeline for Starbucks--yes, I’ve been in that airport often enough to know exactly where it is--and loaded up on caffeine.


Didn't even need the Starbucks app to find it

Then on the plane for the last leg of the trip, Paris to Rabat, Morocco.


At last,  peace in the garden.





Thursday, May 5, 2016

Busy Few Days


Over the weekend we had places to go and things to do.

Saturday, we went to Les Trois Palmiers restaurant  for lunch.  This is a fabulous restaurant with a great view of the beach.  



Wonderful food, especially the fish.  Here’s a link if you want to check it out:  http://bit.ly/1WKYCPt









Then some time for fun in the sun.















Check out the crazy rocks that look volcanic, except there aren't any volcanoes in Morocco.










Sunday, we planted a garden, hand cultivated by Khalifa.  




























                                                                                                                  
                                                                                                    The girls did a great job.  

Now the hardest part, waiting to see what comes up.  Nice, drenching rain last night so that will help.

Today, for my French lesson, my teacher and I visited the Mohammed VI Museum of modern and contemporary art.  Not much actual talking in French, though.  We have very similar tastes in art and quickly disparaged what we didn't like.  I'm going to have to buckle down on Monday.

Here's a couple of my favs.































And a snapshot of the elaborate lattice work on the building.

Here's the link for a closer look:   http://www.museemohammed6.ma/ 



Walking home I snapped this pic of the Moroccain version of a wrecking ball.


Plans for the weekend include some shopping in the Medina and Kasbah, assuming the weather is more suitable for shopping than gardens.


Friday, April 29, 2016

5 Days in Spain


Just back from spending five days in Seville.  We did so much walking and had so much fun I didn't take time to blog.  So I'm catching up now.

The ferry was late arriving Friday evening, so here we are, killing time in Tangiers.



















Note:  These were taken as a live photo on my iPhone, but Blogger isn't up to speed on displaying it yet.  Also had a great pic of a full moon over Tangiers, but the final frame is just a blur.


After crossing the Straits of Gibraltar, we spent the night in Tarifa at a small pension.

View the next morning of a Tarifa street from my room







And had breakfast.  I chose scrambled eggs, huevos revueltos (which when pronounced in Spanish sounds very much like revolting eggs. But they were delish!






Two hours later we arrived in Seville.  For the next four days we visited all our favorite places.


A park where the trees have huge roots




















Eating tapas for lunch at Levies















Missing NM so we had Mexican food


Ice cream at the Metropol Parasol, mostly referred to as the Waffle


































View of Seville from the top of the Waffle


And we toured the Antiquarium, housing Roman ruins discovered during the construction of the Waffle 

Note the massive footings that support the Waffle in the background


And we visited a new site.

The maritime museum.  Seville is the port that Christopher Columbus, Ferdinand Magellan and Amerigo Vespucci, to name a few, sailed from.

They would have sailed down this river to the ocean
Back in Morocco now and looking forward to good times here.







Thursday, April 21, 2016

More travel adventures


I'm back in Morocco.  It's been a while since I've checked in, so here's a condensed update.

The end of last May I moved from Maine to Albuquerque, New Mexico and I'm finally settled in.  Always takes longer that I think it will.

I've been here in Morocco a couple of days.  Joe and family moved about the same time I did, so learning a new house, a new neighborhood and how to get around Rabat.  Bigger house and much larger yard.


This is on one side of the house
Here's the other side




And here's the view from my bedroom balcony

That's right.  I have my very own balcony.


Also remembering how much I love the food here.  And the mint tea.

And the kids.

Went to their "dance extravaganza" last night and here are a few highlights.


Selma











Kenza













Rachma's daughter













Tomorrow, we leave for Spain.  More adventures forthcoming.


Saturday, January 10, 2015

My last day in Morocco


This is my last day in Morocco and I am the cleanest person on earth.

This morning I went to a Hammam, sort of a cross between getting the scrubbing of your life and a massage.

Waiting/changing room outside the hammam


I couldn't take a picture of the inside of the hammam. Picture a small room with mosaic tiles floor to ceiling and free-standing in the middle of the room is a counter-high marble table.  It is warm—better make that hot, just short of too hot to lie on.

Once inside the room, I stretched out and then the woman attendant drenched me from head to toe, front and back in a faintly scented oil, olive I suspect.  After a few minutes she sluiced me off with just short of too hot water.  Then the scrubbing.  With a very rough loofa mitt.  Every inch of me.  Repeated several times.  There isn't one cell of old skin on me.  

Next was more sluicing with hot water, more oil, shampooing and washing, nice creamy goop in my hair, a final rinse with hot water, a wonderful massage with lots more oil and a final rinse with icy cold water on face and arms.  This was all done while sitting up, lying down, turning from side to side and being very careful not to slide off the slippery marble table.

The attendant didn't speak English or French and I speak no Arabic, so the whole hour was conducted with sign language.  It's amazing how well people can communicate without words.

The only concern I now have is whether I have lost the protection provided by all that dirt that's been scrubbed off.

Now, off for some last minute shopping.



Monday, December 22, 2014

Season's Greetings from Morocco

It's been over a week since I arrived in Morocco.  Between French classes, visits to the dentist and catching up with grandkids and friends, I'm just now finding time to write an update.

The day after I arrived we celebrated Leila's birthday with chocolate cake and a to-die-for chocolate cake.






There's been lots of rain here this month so everything is green and lush.  When I walk home from French class, I go through the botanical garden.  Very quiet and peaceful.  Rests my tired brain from trying to remember French words and syntax.











There are also fig trees, 














and date palms.















Wish they grew in my garden.

Joe has an orange tree in his back yard and 'tis the season.  For juice 



and Christmas secrets and cookie baking!



I hope you are enjoying your Christmas preparations.





Saturday, July 12, 2014

Crazy Busy Days


Lots going on the last couple of days.

Thursday we went to the Children's Museum.  But lunch first in an outdoor cafĂ©.









A ride on the dad-powered carousel.














Then inside to explore.












Yesterday was jam-packed.  A water park adventure.  WARNING.  Lots of cute old and young kid photos.











Next, trying to get four 5 to 9 year olds to take a nap.  Then a trip to a local brew pub (too busy sampling the local brews to take pictures.  Then back home for a bit before we all went to the Leander McCormick Observatory.

"The University of Virginia operates the McCormick Observatory, located on the campus of the University of Virginia in Charlottesville, VA. The observatory was constructed after a gift from Leander J. McCormick to build one of the largest telescopes in the world. The 26-inch astrometric refractor was the second largest telescope in the world when it was dedicated on April 13, 1885 (Thomas Jefferson's Birthday). The telescope was the primary research instrument for the department until the 1960's and was used for astrometry into the 1990's."  Here's a link if you want further information:  http://www.leandermccormick.org/about/milestones/ 

Our tour guide was an astronomy professor with same last name but no relation to my BIL.  While we waited for it to get dark, he gave us an overview to the solar system and universe interesting to both adults and kids, who asked lots of questions.

Then to the telescope.  It took quite a bit of time to make adjustments, involving much moving of the dome, the telescope and ladder containing The Seat where we could look through the telescope.  

We totally lucked out.  Although there was some cloud cover, we got to look at Saturn.  

It's like magic.  First all I could see was this blob of white through the eyepiece.  Then, suddenly there was Saturn, looking just like it's pictures.  The atmosphere was clear enough so we could see the Cassini Division.  It looks like a dark line and is the largest of the gaps separating the rings.  I could also see the four moons.

We also looked at our own moon, so large we could only see a small part of it through one of the eyepieces.  Then, through another eyepiece, we could view the whole thing.

Our awesome tour guide to the Universe

Driving back to the hotel, I took a picture of the moon as we see it from here.  Looks nothing like the close-up I'd seen a short time before.




Tomorrow, we're off to the Outer Banks.