Everything is slow in Morocco. That's what Sam has been telling us since day one. So, when she gets wishy washy answers as to how much work got done, she rephrases it to "did you backtrack?" Our day is successful when we don't backtrack. So far every day has been great. What a lovely standard!
Right now we are just doing medial work - scanning documents to prepare them for translation. Digital archiving. But it needs to be done, and someone has to do it.
One thing about the hanouts is that you go to the same one each day and establish relations with people. It's like a video game Well, today was a big day for me and my favorite hanout. The guy, Abdullah asked me my name. And we introduced ourselves. And he asked me right off the bat if I wanted insimin. And he charged with 1dh less for the sweet corn bread (yummmmy!)
So part of my other job is volunteering at the Jewish Historical Museum in Waziz (which means "oasis"). It always takes some time to get there by taxi, considering no one knows where it is. Even locals merely two blocks away don't know where it is.
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| The crazy director. He likes to get angry. |
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