Today I slept in and slowly got around this morning. Then I grabbed my backpack and headed the 25 minutes to the dar chebab (youth house) to meet one of my students. I was going to his house for Friday couscous. On the way i decided to stop and pick up a package my mom had sent me. I was totally excited. I got to the post office and found a slip of paper in the post box telling me i had a package from the states and one from Rabat, the PC office. I picked up my packages and then went to meet my student. I went with him and a friend to his house and met his mom and had couscous and tea (LOTS) and cookies. Then after he walked me partially home. It was nice to go and eat a meal at someone else house, even though i really don't care to much for couscous, but ill eat it if its necessary. The walk home was very hot. The temperature continued to rise throughout the day.
Once i got home i decided to sit outside on my patio and read. Then i decided to put on my bathing suit and sit outside and read. Then I thought it would be even better if I put music on while i sat outside and read. So I did all that. It was sooooo nice. No one can see my balcony so I can get away with it. It was like being at home. Like sitting outside on the deck or next to the pool soaking in the sun and reading a good book as the stereo inside pumped the hits!!! I miss going to the beaches with friends in Michigan, but today I closed my eyes and pretended we were laying on the beach. The day dream is kinda killed but the sounds of donkeys and sheep in the background and small children yelling and playing in an undecipherable language, but still i loved it. I even think I got a little color, which is desperately needed!
Now for the rest of the day I am going to lay around in a tank top and shorts, in my house with the curtains pulled, and enjoy this amazing weather. There is a nice breeze, but the thermometer built into the clock on my beside table is reading 77.2 degrees F. LOVIN' IT!!!

So, it has been almost a week since PPST. Not going to lie, the two weeks spent at PPST were pretty long and it didn't help that I was sick for pretty much the second week. There were some fun moments in there though. One the highlights was the dance party that was thrown the first night we were all there. To help everyone visualize it, think back to your middle school dances. Everyone crowded into the cafeteria or the gym, the 90's best hits playing on the stereo, and no booze. haha It was like being back in middle school. It was fun being silly and dancing and you half expected your parents to line up their cars out front to pick you up at the end!!
Another highlight, to me probably the best, was my 24th bday. Morocco kinda limits the different possibilities to celebrating ones bday, but we made it happen. There was a nice bar in town (by nice i mean hole-in-the-wall) that we found to through a small gathering at. I had a blast. Almost all the volunteers in the town came to my bday and we all spent the night laughing and having fun. Of course, the bar did close at about 1130 or so, something that would never happen in the states, but i still had a blast.
I also took a trip back to my first host family and spent a few hours visiting with them. I surprised my host mom at her sewing shop and she was so happy to see me. I have improved my Arabic skills a little since i left them so we were able to hold better conversations, better not great!! When we got to the house the kids jumped all over me with huge smiles on their faces and my host dad even jumped off the couch an shook my hand and asked how I was, of course then he went right back to watching soccer!! The family had just gotten a computer so i sat with the kids playing on that for a bit and had lunch, where they definitely tried to over feed me like usual!! I only spent a few hours there but it was fun.
Super Bowl Sunday also happened to fall during the time at PPST. We had some guys in our group that worked it out with one of the cafes in town to let us watch the game there and they said they would have it. The Sunday night came and there were some issues finding the channel and such but we eventually got to the cafe and watched the game half way through the second quarter. The funniest part of the whole thing was that even though we were in a Arabic speaking country watching an American game, the broadcast that we got was commentated in Italian!! It was fun trying to figure out what was being said, but it didn't matter. In Morocco the game started at about 11:30 and ended just after 3am. It was a long night for us!!!
The next day was even better for me. I woke up the next morning and was sick. It turns out I had food poisoning. I have no idea from what, but i think i could have been either the fish or the sheep hooves I ate at my host families!!
The rest of the week i spent mostly in bed trying to feel better. the last night we were there some of us went to the other hotel that the other group of pcv were staying at. There was traditional dancers and musicians and they had ice cream and cake. It was a fun two weeks, but I am glad to be back in my site.
It was a long bus ride home, but when i finally stepped off the bus in my town I felt a sense of relief. I felt like I was home. It was nice to get into my house and put my stuff down in my room and just sit and relax. I am slowly getting back into the routine of daily life here. Dar Chebab every morning, souq on Tuesdays for some fresh veggies, and having to cook for myself.
As I sit in my bedroom and type this, the weather outside is crazy. It is raining and cold and the wind is going nuts. It like there is a hurricane outside my window, a Moroccan Hurricane!! I hope non of my windows break!! But, I'm glad that I have my own bed to cuddle up in and as long as the power stays on I have my internet. What more could a girl want!!!