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james, you asshole, here is how i got to morocco

emilie and i were in spain, homeless - a sacrifice for being able to get to andalusia in one day from barcelona - a good 1000 km distance. we talked about the possibility of taking the ferry to morocco and decided maybe not because it would be expensive and we didnt have enough time. three days later in malaga we discovered it is actually quite cheap, and both of us thinking the other one wanted to go, became enthusiastic at the prospect of going and pushed for it.

so we ended up staying with zakaria - a beautiful 27 year old percussionist who leads his local traditional music collective, and is studying for his masters in sociology. he lives with his family and when we arrived, he had another couchsurfer from quebec named MC who we became friends with and are now traveling with.

we were only going to stay in tanger for a few days
but we decided to go east on the coast into the mountains to chefchouan with MC. yesterday, MC was robbed of 300 dirhams (30 euros, 43 dollars) because of a shady hash deal, and we were stopped by a salesman who was very friendly and wanted to teach us about medicinal herbs. we spent an hour in his shop sitting in a row, with him WIRED as hell telling us how much he loved us . our bodies are perfect, I smell FANTASTIC (despite a week without showering) and he took to sniffing me in my hair and neck. i cant describe him other than, every two seconds he would try to kiss one of us on the hands or the cheek. he loved my belly and would kiss it and rub it and all we could do was laugh hysterically. after about 30 minutes it became uncomfortable, but he gave us free herbs and ended up being harmless. just uncomfortable.

you have to empty yourself constantly here or you go crazy from sensory overload.

made friends with a traveler at the hostel who i had seen on the street and we had very intense intimate conversations and then played music together. 46 years old from england, history of family abuse, real sweet guy. we became good friends and when he invited me to his space because it was cold on the roof, he was very polite and told me he didnt have any intentions. fabulous.

for awhile i was upset because i felt like i wasnt meeting anyone important to me, but it turns out that i have made relations in every city. funny how your brain tricks you.

im going to climb one of the mountains today.

we go back to spain on the 16th and hitch up to madrid for a few days, then barcelona; then fly to rome where we stay for two nights, and then hitch to isernia where there is a villa that is in my lineage. after one night there, we travel to sorrento and amalfi and hang out on the beach until the 7th when we split ways and i begin the hitch back to rome for my flight on the 9th to carry me home to the US.

so soon.

i dont know if anyone reads this anymore
if you're reading this, say something.

james,

did this make you happy
is this enough information for you
are you going to tell me what your life is or are you going to demand it of me with nothing in return
ha