Down the Casablanca memory lane

I swam at the Tahiti Beach Club, where Mommy Nathalie used to swim as a child. There are pools and the ocean to choose from. I met a nice girl, named Jasimina, in the pool. We had a great time together diving, doing hand stands and trying to do cartwheels underwater.

Then Momma Nathalie, Mommy Laurie and I, took a petite taxi to my great grandmother, Mami Lidi’s, apartment. Blvd. 11 Janvier. And visited the courtyard where Momma Nathalie used to feed the kitties, fresh fish snacks.

Next stop, we went to the Parc de la Ligue Arabe, where Momma Nathalie would play and eat barbe a papa, and pumpkin seeds as a kid.

Then off to dinner at the Jewish Country club, where I had a giant plate spaghetti.

The kind manager, drove us back to our hotel after dinner and I finally went to bed. What a big day.

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Amelia in Casablanca with Jacques and Armand

Jacques pick us up at our hotel and took us to Restaurant du Port. I had a delicious salad with french fries while everyone else enjoyed giant piles, of the freshest stinky fish. For desert we had the sweetest watermelon, I ate a lot of it maybe 6 pieces. Jacque and Armand kept calling Pappi Max in Los Angeles, California. It was 3am for Pappi Max! They would give him just enough time to fall back to sleep, then call him again. They were hysterical, and kept laughing like little boys. I felt a little bad for Pappi Max but it was so funny and i might have encouraged them a little bit. Afterwards Jacques drove us to the luxurious mall and we said good bye. Then my moms took me shopping for a bathing suit, because I didn’t want to swim in the ocean without one!

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Morning in the medina

We woke up in Casablanca, and had sweet mint tea and Moroccan crepes. We got confused with narrow alleys, twisty lanes. There were a lot of low door ways.Those are the home of rich people!
The door ways are low so that the people coming in have to bow down. I met some nice10 year old
girls and boys who were on their lunch break from school. We saw lots of cute stray kitties, cats dogs and puppies. We even found a bakery with our noses, but it is not the kind of bakery where you can buy bread. It’s a bakery where local moms and grandmothers make their own dough, shape it the way each family likes it, and brings here to have it baked.

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Hello world!

Hello all! Twas the night before Morocco and everyone is stirring not shaking.

I want to invite you to come along with me on my travel adventures. I am going to do my best to post a little something everyday of my vacation. This year we are starting off with a wild camel ride through Morocco, my mother Nathalie’s homeland. I hope you check back on our stories!