Not going to lie…I am a wee bit nervous about going to Morocco. Part of the nervousness is extreme excitement, part of the nervousness is simply out of worry.  There was a suicide bomber who blew himself up and injured three at an internet cafe in Casablanca on Monday.  The trip is still on and the travel agent has talked to our guide everyday since then and they say all is going to be just fine.  But since Monday I have been a good bundle of nerves.  My only hope is that once we get to Morocco and begin the trip I will relax.  In the past whenever I get nervous about something that something always turns out better than I expect.  I hope this is the case in Morocco!! Perhaps I need some good drugged mint tea to calm me down.
We are off at 5:45 am tomorrow to Atlanta, Georgia then after a four hour layover, to Paris. We get in to Paris at 5:00am and we plan to head straight to the hotel to try and get caught up on sleep.  Hopefully the Parisians will be kind to us gals for a couple of days.  Then our adventure begins. I hope to see my mom belly dance with her henna tattooed hands. We’ll return on the 28th.  Expect some photos!
Author: Ali Carras
At a very young age I lost site of my mom in a local grocery store in Boulder, Colorado. I did, however, have the smarts to go to the customer service counter. The kind woman at the counter asked "What is your name little girl?" My reply: "Assi." The woman gave me a look like, "Are you playing with me you little devil?" but she proceeded to blast on the loudspeaker the "We have a lost Assi at the front of the store." Customers throughout the store gagged and giggled, but my mom knew exactly who the woman was referring to: the mullet haired little girl with a tongue too big for her mouth, wearing a leotard, skirt, tights, and jelly shoes (with florescent green laces in them...even though they didn't need the laces). A shy little character for whom every little detail in life was a huge thing. I am pleased to report that today I am able to fully pronounce Allison (aka Ali), but the Assi pseudonym has always stuck, evolving into Aszi. As for the shy little character for whom every little detail in life was a huge thing? Some things never change.
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