\u201cI\u2019m sorry, sir, but there\u2019s a problem.\u201d<\/p>\n
Where have we heard those words before? Oh, I know! At the Bangkok airport when we didn\u2019t have our Indian visas!<\/p>\n
Well, this wasn\u2019t as dramatic:<\/p>\n
\u201cDo you have cash?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI can\u2019t pay in cash,\u201d Dad replied.<\/p>\n
\u201cOkay, let me see what I can do.\u201d<\/p>\n
A few minutes later:<\/p>\n
\u201cDo you have cash?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI can\u2019t pay in cash. I don\u2019t have enough.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cOkay, I need to make a call\u2026\u201d the woman at the front desk trailed off, grabbing the phone and speaking rapidly in French. Eventually, she asked, \u201cOkay, where\u2019s your credit card?\u201d<\/p>\n
That was a relief.<\/p>\n
We missed the first tram, but six minutes later another arrived going the same way and we got on it. The red trams have only been working since March, and they look a bit like a bullet train.<\/p>\n
We only rode for about five stops before getting off at the train station to catch our 11:15 train to Fez, Morocco.<\/p>\n
We caught it with plenty of time to spare. We were relieved to get into the right first class car (the other was at the waaay other end of the train, and you couldn\u2019t walk through the train to get to it).<\/p>\n
Eventually, the train chugged past all the green fields and cities (including Morocco\u2019s capital, Rabat) and pulled into its final stop, Fez. We found a man with a sign reading \u201cJerry\u201d and followed him out to his van, where we put our luggage and ourselves.<\/p>\n
We got to our lodgings, and we were shown the local market, where we eventually bought bread, yogurt, cheese, counterfeit Nutella, bananas, oranges, and olives (Ethan\u2019s favorite\u2014not).<\/p>\n
Back home, I worked on my French before heading out with Dad to look for Caf\u00e9 Clock. We found it and returned for supper: I had a chickpea burger with French fries and a mocha, while Mom had chicken with raisins and almonds and Ethan and Dad shared a plate of tapas and some falafel.<\/p>\n
Ciao!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
\u201cI\u2019m sorry, sir, but there\u2019s a problem.\u201d Where have we heard those words before? Oh, I know! At the Bangkok airport when we didn\u2019t have our Indian visas! Well, this wasn\u2019t as dramatic: \u201cDo you have cash?\u201d \u201cI can\u2019t pay … Continue reading