Aboard the Marrakesh Express

You have to be born before 1950 to appreciate the Crosby, Stills & Nash reference in the blog title and while I haven't heard the song before I assume it is a drug-related metaphor as I certainly didn't see a Marrakesh Express in the third world country of Morocco (unless you consider donkey-drawn carriages Express). We arrived in Morocco which is a beautiful Muslim country in the northern part of Africa (our 4th continent on this trip). It is completely different than Turkey which was our previous experience in a predominately Muslim country. It feels more like India, crowded streets, lots of street vendors and blazing hot (110 degrees). For this first time in my life I think Arizona in the summer sounds like a nice retreat. Fortunately our rooms are air conditioned and extremely comfortable with beautiful Arabic achitecture and decor. Jennifer and Ashley were certainly the hit of the town. The don't see a ton of cute westerners and most of the women in Morocco wear a modified burka/sari.