Way down here
You need a reason to move
- James Taylor
So, apologies for the lack of entries in the past month or so...I've been writing, I just haven't been to the internet cafe too often to post because it's soooooo hot. Summer in southern Morocco mostly involves drinking lots of cold beverages and trying to keep cool (not biking through miles of open countryside to sit in hot internet cafes...).
Some of the other changes summer brings:
Daylight savings time has been officially reinstated in Morocco for the first time in about a decade…nobody in my village, and only half the people in my internet/post office town have taken notice, though, and I can’t say it’s made a difference.
My favorite days are when it only gets up to about 100 degrees.
I’m constantly told that the intense heat (110+) is GREAT for me and that I should like it. My favorite line: you sweat so much in summer, it’s just like taking a shower!
There are lots, lots, lots more bugs of all kinds in the summertime. The other day I opened my walnuts to find small worms in them. I coolly threw them out and just thought about how lucky I was not to have roaches and flying ants infesting my home like many other volunteers (knock on wood…).
Sadly I have to report that my host family no longer showers me with dozens of the orange-variety-of-the-week – it’s mid-July and I’m sad to say it seems orange season is finally over.
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