
Sefrou still has it walled city (medina) in tacked... divided by the river it is a maze of alleys and pathways that are filled with shops selling everything for high priced jewelery and goat heads, intestine and brains... my favorite part of the medina. The smells and sounds are wonderful but unlike Fes mammoth medina Sefrou's is tiny and less intimidating.
People here are friendly, but for a large city the number of english speakers can be counted on both hands and that includes me... everyday I am asked how my arabic is coming along and the answer is usually the same "swiya b' swiya"... what they really have a hard time understanding is that my French is even worse... I think they believe I am an idiot...HAHA.
Well that is my town... it is not Boston, but then again no place is like Boston... "god's country"... but it will fill the void for now or until I call Boston home once again.
Salam.
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