French is easier than Spanish

I'm so happy to be in a French speaking country! My Spanish has improved by leaps and bounds but it's still nice to get back to something you know. I have no problem communicating the first morning, but as the day wears on I start to loose track; our host and half the students are speaking Spanish, the guide is speaking in English and everything else is in French.

Handling two languages at once is fine, but three is too much! And now I feel for Christine (Point of clarification: Christine is from Denmark and we met in class at Carmen de las Cuevas and now that I've dragged her to Morocco we've become close friends and she's teaching me how to speak Danish!) who does this every day. She's from Denmark so Danish is her first language, we speak together in English, she's in Spain to learn Spanish and now we've thrown French in the mix. It's just wild.

But her English is superb because no one bothers dubbing movies and television into Danish (or Portugese for that matter because I ran into the same thing in Portugal) so everyone there learns English from TV so it's really colloquial and sometimes you swear they've memorized scenes from 'Friends' and just regurgitate lines from the show.

But that's neither here nor there. We were talking about French. And Voila..La Poste!

From Morocco

The tour bus drops us off in front of the Bureau de Change to change money but it's closed. Or so we thought. Because as soon as our flood of tourists arrives, this guy comes running over from the other side of the square to open it for us. I guess we stick out like a sore thumb.

From Morocco

We spent the whole day wandering the streets of Tetouan and Tanger and I can't wait to show you my pictures!