So I left the States on Monday. The flight was uneventful. Well, except for the delay leaving Paris. Apparently there was excess luggage--the kind that’s loaded on without someone to claim it at the other end. Frankly, that’s the kind of delay I appreciate.
I arrived here yesterday. Because both Leila and Joe were working, Joe had a driver come to the airport to pick me up. The kind who holds up a sign just for you. Not just family but my own driver. I felt very special, I can tell you.
Two very grown-up girls greeted me, excited to see me--and the presents. We had lots of fun doing workbooks and playing with girly Legos.
Off to school
And there’s a new member of the family. Meet Zorro. Very aptly named, I think. Handsome and dressed in black.
Helps me not miss my doggies.
And now Rachma has just brought me Morrocain tea--lots of mint and sugar and served in a juice-sized glass.
The sun is shining. It’s warm. And in 5 days I leave for my Saharan adventure. Life is excellent!!