Back from Morocco! :)
Morocco was way more fun than Ireland, or any of my recent adventures; i guess mainly because of how different it was to where i live. They still had short little houses that's not entirely made of cement, and every house is different unlike in UK or in SG where everything is properly planned. The roads are a mystery; you never know where you are going because there is not much road signs, and the maps are not well developed; not that i can read them anywayz. It was like walking into 'Aladdin' with its buzzing markets and people selling the lamps that the genie lived in on the streets.
Also, was mistaken the whole time as a Japanese; I had about more than 30 people greeting me 'Konichiwa' every single day and by the end of the trip, i gave up and greeted them back 'Ohaiyo' and pretended to be a Japanese. Am also glad that i went with Gerald because i didn't know that they spoke FRENCH in Morocco. Impressed with Gerald's french though, thought it was very basic only (hee like his amazing mandarin) but it turned out that he was pretty fluent! Or at least it sounded like it was fluent. I could only stand beside him and gawk while everyone tried to speak to us in French.
Then of course was the trip into Sahara Desert; or part of it, which is Zagora Desert. I like sleeping out on the Desert actually, though the ride out on the Camel was kind of painful, and definitely not the best form of transport in the world. They sort of smell, but they have such beautiful lashes! The dunes were really really gorgeous, although i might have peed on them in the night because there was no toilet around and the only way you could relieve yourself was to hide somewhere to hope that someone will not find out where you are mid-pee.
Also had a few goons along the trip. Like wearing a tee that said 'HUG ME'; a man came up to us on the streets and suddenly asked me what 'HUG ME' meant - thankfully Gerald's used to lying and immediately replied 'Oh, it means HELLO' while i stared at that man in absolute horror. Will never wear that Tee out to a place where there are too many unknown men. o.O Then there was the time that i GRABBED THE BLOODY WRONG GUY - cuz the roads are usually quite crowded in Morocco and it's super hard to get around in Morocco, i'll usually pull on Gerald's sleeves/arm just to not get lost. Then one day, i was pulling his arm again and then looked up.... AND OMG I DON'T KNOW YOU!!! o.O OMGOMGOMG! o.O And i broke a lamp in the hotel. :(
Have uploaded pics on joanchen.multiply.com.
But just a little preview. :D
Getting excited on the airplane.
View from the top! :D
Looked kind of like out of our geography textbook, what with all the different patterns of agriculture. Unfortunately, i didn't really pay attention in class and couldn't even remember a single name for the patterns.
Meet my boyfriend! :)
Oops we're having a quiet moment.. :D :D :D
The Market Place ie the Square or something.
At night the whole place fills up with food stores and it seems like the whole town turns up for dinner.
Me and the oh-so-gorgeous camel.
Coincidentally it also hurt to sit on it. A LOT.
My groined hurt for about 2 days after that, although it was a little comical because both me and Gerald's groin hurt so it sounded like we had been naughty...
The tent that we slept in, while in the Desert.
Actually we slept outside cuz it was too cold when we went to bed. And i woke up shivering like mad in the middle of the night and almost wanted to hug Gerald HAHAHA to keep warm but decided against it cuz he wouldn't be of much use anywayz given his lack of fats. Then i woke up a little while later to find myself covered with a thick blanket! :D Awwww! So nice! Hohoho. Found out that i had a thick blanket at my foot all along, which Gerald had put there before we slept just in case it got cold. Need to train self to plan ahead next time too. :)
Leaving the desert..
One of my favorite photos. :)
The place where they filmed Kingdom of Heaven.
Yes, it was filmed in Africa. Hurhur. Also had The Mummy 3's site on that place; it's sort of like a production place where a lot of movies were filmed there. Apparently they keep all the sites, then charge people 30 dirhams to see unwanted production sites. -.-
Dinner Time!
And Gerald with his uncombed hair, looking like he just woke up. Though he probably did... It's amazing how much he can sleep. -.- He's my pet pig number 2 now. :D
More food..
Gerald looking sad that his dinner is so much smaller than mine...
While i tuck into my huge dish...
Leaving Morocco to go back to reality, where there are no flying carpets and no Aladdin, nor Genie in a Lamp. :(
More photos on multiply. Too lazy to post everything up on me blog. :P
Morocco was way more fun than Ireland, or any of my recent adventures; i guess mainly because of how different it was to where i live. They still had short little houses that's not entirely made of cement, and every house is different unlike in UK or in SG where everything is properly planned. The roads are a mystery; you never know where you are going because there is not much road signs, and the maps are not well developed; not that i can read them anywayz. It was like walking into 'Aladdin' with its buzzing markets and people selling the lamps that the genie lived in on the streets.
Also, was mistaken the whole time as a Japanese; I had about more than 30 people greeting me 'Konichiwa' every single day and by the end of the trip, i gave up and greeted them back 'Ohaiyo' and pretended to be a Japanese. Am also glad that i went with Gerald because i didn't know that they spoke FRENCH in Morocco. Impressed with Gerald's french though, thought it was very basic only (hee like his amazing mandarin) but it turned out that he was pretty fluent! Or at least it sounded like it was fluent. I could only stand beside him and gawk while everyone tried to speak to us in French.
Then of course was the trip into Sahara Desert; or part of it, which is Zagora Desert. I like sleeping out on the Desert actually, though the ride out on the Camel was kind of painful, and definitely not the best form of transport in the world. They sort of smell, but they have such beautiful lashes! The dunes were really really gorgeous, although i might have peed on them in the night because there was no toilet around and the only way you could relieve yourself was to hide somewhere to hope that someone will not find out where you are mid-pee.
Also had a few goons along the trip. Like wearing a tee that said 'HUG ME'; a man came up to us on the streets and suddenly asked me what 'HUG ME' meant - thankfully Gerald's used to lying and immediately replied 'Oh, it means HELLO' while i stared at that man in absolute horror. Will never wear that Tee out to a place where there are too many unknown men. o.O Then there was the time that i GRABBED THE BLOODY WRONG GUY - cuz the roads are usually quite crowded in Morocco and it's super hard to get around in Morocco, i'll usually pull on Gerald's sleeves/arm just to not get lost. Then one day, i was pulling his arm again and then looked up.... AND OMG I DON'T KNOW YOU!!! o.O OMGOMGOMG! o.O And i broke a lamp in the hotel. :(
Have uploaded pics on joanchen.multiply.com.
But just a little preview. :D
Getting excited on the airplane.
View from the top! :D
Looked kind of like out of our geography textbook, what with all the different patterns of agriculture. Unfortunately, i didn't really pay attention in class and couldn't even remember a single name for the patterns.
Meet my boyfriend! :)
Oops we're having a quiet moment.. :D :D :D
The Market Place ie the Square or something.
At night the whole place fills up with food stores and it seems like the whole town turns up for dinner.
Me and the oh-so-gorgeous camel.
Coincidentally it also hurt to sit on it. A LOT.
My groined hurt for about 2 days after that, although it was a little comical because both me and Gerald's groin hurt so it sounded like we had been naughty...
The tent that we slept in, while in the Desert.
Actually we slept outside cuz it was too cold when we went to bed. And i woke up shivering like mad in the middle of the night and almost wanted to hug Gerald HAHAHA to keep warm but decided against it cuz he wouldn't be of much use anywayz given his lack of fats. Then i woke up a little while later to find myself covered with a thick blanket! :D Awwww! So nice! Hohoho. Found out that i had a thick blanket at my foot all along, which Gerald had put there before we slept just in case it got cold. Need to train self to plan ahead next time too. :)
Leaving the desert..
One of my favorite photos. :)
The place where they filmed Kingdom of Heaven.
Yes, it was filmed in Africa. Hurhur. Also had The Mummy 3's site on that place; it's sort of like a production place where a lot of movies were filmed there. Apparently they keep all the sites, then charge people 30 dirhams to see unwanted production sites. -.-
Dinner Time!
And Gerald with his uncombed hair, looking like he just woke up. Though he probably did... It's amazing how much he can sleep. -.- He's my pet pig number 2 now. :D
More food..
Gerald looking sad that his dinner is so much smaller than mine...
While i tuck into my huge dish...
Leaving Morocco to go back to reality, where there are no flying carpets and no Aladdin, nor Genie in a Lamp. :(
More photos on multiply. Too lazy to post everything up on me blog. :P
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