mi casa, su casa blanca

Therese and I finished up the NY portion by checking out a few favorite stores of her's and then we headed to central park for lunch which took place by a nice jazz band. The weather was beautiful as well. We shut my phone off which brought a weird sense of sadness. To think that you can't get a hold of the people you call every day or at least at your lesiure is hard to get used to. As we got closer to the airport my anxiety grew a bit but I was all good on the plane ride.
Even the plane ride was nice. There is a huge since of community in the Muslim culture and this kid kept falling off the seat because he was asleep and every time about 5 Morrocans were there to catch him. One even held him in so his father could get some sleep. These people don't know each other. Pretty amazing. These same type of people helped me get on to the train into Casa which had no words on it. That was tough caus I knew I was in Kansas any more. But a guy made sure I got off all right and then came the cab drivers.
The guide book said that it would be about 10 dirhams and the fist one said 40< I ditched him since he wouldn't run the meter and the second said 20 so whatever. Except he was trying to hard sell a hotel he was getting comission for the whole way. Akward! Were weren't all that nice to each other as I got out, but my bag had leaked some soap on the back seat which he was pissed about but there you go jerk number one!
The hotel guys were cool but the room was super basic and on the street with a shower that is a step over form the bed. That's what saving money is all about. I tossed and turned the whole night with the craziest thoughts running through my head. I had bought a cell phone the first day which has helped but Casa is a functional place...not alot to see which I guess is all right because people leave you alone. Unless there weird and trying to sell you something then they walk all around with you and speak English. But weirdly enough these have been the nicest guys you just don't know what they want...probably the reason for the niceness I know. I'm ready to move on or go back home...The sense of quitting this whole thing has been huge. But I'm going to stick it out for now. It's just being buy yourself in a new city not knowing what to order food wise and such is really hard. And this is going to repeat itself over and over for me. Wooohooo! Pics coming soon. I'm having troubles uploading them right now.