I decided to let you be privy to some of the thoughts bouncing around my head this week. No psychoanalysis please.
-Is the customs line really that long?
-Hey I’m in Morocco.
-Hey I’m in AFRICA.
-I bless the rains down in Aaaaafricaaaaaa (I BLESS THE RAINS)
-Who could possibly be ringing my doorbell at 1:30am?
-I need to just launch my new business already. Stop procrastinating.
-Woah this coworking space is crazy awesome.
-Did I just say ‘Si’ instead of ‘Oui’? That was stupid.
-What if I set up a Berber tent in my next apartment? I don’t think it would match my current IKEA furniture. I should get some new furniture.
-If I could eat 12 plums a day, I would.
-Mental note: look up what happens if you have more than the recommended serving of plums.
-Do I want a glass of wine? Yes. But it’s Monday and you’re in Morocco and that’s not a thing. Plus you should really cut back on wine until we’re in Argentina. Hmm that’s not realistic. Wait until happy hour on Thursday. Good plan, way to go Case.
-IT’S THURSDAY AND THIS ROOFTOP BAR IS NOT A BAR.
-Is this cab driver going to … yep he is. Okay where’s that seatbelt?
-Does that little fuzzy kitty look hungry? He does. Let’s feed him. Don’t pet him though. Fleas.
-I can buy flea killer. He’s so FUZZY!
-Did you know you’re in Morocco? Cuz ya are.
-Do I want to do a camel ride out of Fez or Marrakesh?
-How many side trips out of Rabat am I doing this month? How many is too much? How many is not enough?
-Do I really need to watch all of the Remotes snapchat stories? This is getting ridiculous.
-Do I love it here?
-I love it here.
THE PLUMS!
a packed suitcasey 