July 13th

Yesterday, I did not mention, was our 90-day, or three month mark of our new life adventure!!  Also marks the longest either of us have been outside of the US of A in one trip!  Crazy! Still wrapping my mind around it.

Anyway, today, we started with light breakfast of watermelon and another melon (it's like a cross between watermelon, in texture, but a honeydew/cantaloupe mix in taste with color of a very white-light green honeydew.) It was good! also had yogurt with a bit of muesli. We just hung around our place until hungry for lunch.

Finally, went out and meandered to get steps and build up more of an appetite. Because we wanted some tagine – in particular some lemon and olives with chicken tagine. We went back to the place we went to June 5th, because well, they made awesome lemon chicken tagine! It was on the set menu! So, of course, we ordered it. Yay!! For other set menu we had grilled dorado fish accompanied with carrot and turnip(?) “balls” with slice of avacado. Our starters were fish soup (different in that it was thick like bean soup), and Moroccan salads (also, different) included five small scoops: a cabbage slaw – but was very earthy tasting, like it had mushrooms and capers; a red pepper salsa-type salad; an eggplant salad, very smoky, reminded me of baba ghanoush; a grated carrot salad, with a verry strong orange citrus flavor; and a pickled beet scoop, that seemed very 'cinnamony' (I could only eat two bites though, Jeff tried it and said he is done with eating beets ever again). I must say besides tagines I will remember Morocco for their salads!! Desserts were a flan and a honeydew melon cup. Wow!! Soo good! But we had to walk around some after – to work that off.

Back at our place, siesta time! But something interesting happened, I happened to notice a towel on our window sill – not ours. I looked at the apartment above us, they did not have any laundry out. Humm! Basically, as I was figuring out how to get to it (because those windows only open at the very top and I can not reach that towel); I heard people on the stairwell. Jeff said ask them. Thankfully the woman and her son understood some English and it was their towel, but they asked about keys. I thought how can a key be mistaken for a towel in translation. While I was talking and miming some trying to figure it out. The woman said forget it, but Jeff was over getting the towel with a broomstick. As I came over to help him, I saw the key!! But we could not get it with the broomstick. So I went up to their apartment and explained we saw the keys and we could knock it down. The boy did not understand but followed me and showed him. He ran down the stairs and Jeff 'swept' the keys down to him!! It was crazy, but successful. Just as we sat down to watch some you tube, our buzzer rang. I opened the door to the boy holding a plate of bread and biscuit type cookies! Amazing the Moroccan people are generous in so many ways for little things.

Supper was a light sauteed mushrooms with red onion on the 'given' bread; and our 'given' cookies. What a BLESSED day!