Anyway, today I was walking through the medina and I stopped by a flower shop. Morocco grows and sells a lot of roses, so even the smallest shop is full of beautiful, wonderful smelling flowers. I tried to tell the shopkeeper that I thought his flowers were beautiful, but I don't think he spoke much French (which is rather common here, what with Spain so close. Not good for me....) As I was about to leave he motioned for me to stop and made a bouquet for me free of charge. This isn't the first time this has happened. I've gotten free roses at nearly every flower shop I've stopped at here. (I promise I don't loiter around flower shops hoping for gifts.) I also get gifts when I go into normal shops sometimes. It's always something little, like a key chain or a small piece of jewelry, but still. It's very strange here. I feel lie I have a neon arrow over my head.
It's like a strange superpower, being able to make people stop talking, do a double take, follow you around. Honestly, I don't like it one bit. I vastly prefer the anonymity of the US, but it is interesting to experience this. It honestly makes me feel really lonely. Being a celebrity must be so much worse, I feel sorry for them.
Sorry this is a short post. I'll hopefully be able to put up some pictures some time soon.
Well, you are a tall, pretty, rather pale-faced girl walking about all by herself. I think that is enough to set you apart in many places other than Morocco. I sure wish I were there with you, looking at the blue Mediterranean Sea and eating sugared peanuts! Try not to be lonely, and enjoy this time with yourself. Love youxoxox
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