Log 42

So I realized I never updated you after Morocco. Morocco was one of my favorite ports along with South Africa and Japan. The weather was beautiful, very similar to the Pennsylvania spring time. I went to the capital of Rabat, Marrakech, and roamed around Casablanca. I held a monkey and a snake. I visited an Islamic school, which was sort of creepy. The pictures will show you why. I got to have Morocco’s famous mint tea. I ate at the famous Rick’s Café. Which brings me around to the food. Oh the food. Food wise, Morocco was definitely my favorite port. In case you were wondering, adding a dash of cinnamon to orange slices makes all the different. I know this log isn’t as intensive and all-inclusive as the others, but I am sort of up to my eyeballs trying to prepare for disembarkation. There is this massive checklist that needs to get done, and so little time to do it. Tonight is Alumni Ball. We get a fancy dinner, and there is a dance on deck nine. I am excited for it, since it will sort of be the last chance for everyone to hang out. I am still trying to figure out how we are going to fit 600+ people all on one deck. I guess we will find out. I will be home soon.

Days until I come home: 4