Here's Lookin at You, Kid
That's right, we're now in Casablanca. The real one, not the Hollywood set where the film was made... Everything is wonderful--the countryside is green and lush, with a light mist falling.
So far the most dangerous thing has been the meal on the Air France plane, which was terrible, so we were slightly more famished than exhausted when we got into Casablanca. Last night we walked around a bit and found a restaurant that served tagine, so we each had a little chicken tagine, in a personal dish. Moroccan cuisine 1, Air France -10.