Day 34: Heat

Morocco is very very heated and we almost cannot breathe.

But we feel like this is rugged and supposed to happen when you travel the world. So when 12 hour bus rides go on and on with vomiting neighbors we just breathe deep and ZENlike and say: I hope my ipod doesnt die because that would really be the last straw.

Additionally, I dont think there is an apostrophe mark key on this computer. Or at least not one that is accessible. But that is okay because my favorite Celine Dion song EVER is on in this compu cafe.

Its all coming back to me now.

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