3.8.14: Donkeys bite! And the scariest plane ride ever!

What a crazy last few days! I’m at London Gatwick on layover to get back to Munich. I was able to sleep for about two hours. So…I’m wiped.

Thanks to the following series of events, the flight from Marrakech to London was FRIGHTENING.

  1. We’re queueing to take off and we had to turn around due to a woman getting very ill.
  2. After sick lady is removed, we’re further delayed while on the queue due to “mechanical issues.”
  3. Without no warning from the pilot, we took off. The takeoff was steep and the plane was shaking and moving all over the place. Many people were yelping with each shake.

As soon as the plane took off something didn’t seem right. Then the shaking started. I was crushing candy to distract myself, but then immediately shut it off thinking, “I probably just killed everyone on this plane.” Pretty much every person on the plane was a bit put off by the takeoff, even Phil. I seriously wanted to throw up. Clearly though, I’m just fine. With that big jetliner going missing off of Malaysia, I feel like this was a justified reaction. Maybe?

Highlights of our last day in the medina
We had a really nice last day in Morocco, which included a much-needed lazy start to the morning. We woke to no alarm, lounged on the riad rooftop, and then went on our way to take a very long walk around the medina (old town) of Marrakech.

Today’s highlights:

  1. Being given peppermint before going into the tanneries. A tannery is a place where people prepare the leather (“fresh” from the carcases) so artisans can make the goods we buy. Why the peppermint? Ever been to a slaughterhouse? If not, just think about what the smell of rotting carcases smell like. That’s what the tanneries smell like. Hence the peppermint. It helped a lot. We were amazed to learn that 3,000 people live in the very small space that makes up the tanneries.
  2. Seeing a donkey bite a woman. There are donkeys everywhere here. It makes sense in the medina, where the streets are incredibly narrow and full of people walking or riding mo-peds or bicycles — even cars. While on our way to the tanneries, a man on a cart being towed by a donkey was pulling out on the street. As usual, there were a number of people walking, including a woman. It was timed so perfectly, I could have missed it, but the donkey got her. And she was not happy. I actually felt bad for her because that donkey bit her on that super sensitive back part of the arm.
  3. Walking through Palais Bahia. This is the old place in the medina. It was amazing how well preserved it still is. The tile work is absolutely gorgeous.
  4. Stuffing my face with another bocadillo. I’m so happy they’re easy to make. This will absolutely be a new comfort food for me.
  5. Enjoying a last drink on the rooftop of Cafe du France. We stopped here our first day to enjoy some mint tea, so we thought it was fitting to end our time here, too. Plus, our dogs were barking from the long walk we took and we desperately needed  break.

While Morocco was a blast, I’m looking forward to getting back to Munich with my brother. Sounds like we’ll have a very mellow Sunday, and Jeni and I will hit up a museum and Englisher Garten on Monday. The weather is supposed to be 60s and sunny, which sounds fabulous! So maybe the “Fire” part of my vacation isn’t completely over.

And while I love traveling, I’m getting ready to go home. Today was the first day I’ve missed my bed. And my hot tub. And my puppies.While Morocco was a blast, I’m looking forward to getting back to Munich with my brother. Sounds like we’ll have a very mellow Sunday, and Jeni and I will hit up a museum and Englisher Garten on Monday. The weather is supposed to be 60s and sunny, which sounds fabulous! So maybe the “Fire” part of my vacation isn’t completely over.

After being up for 24 hours with minimal sleep and a lot of walking around, a hot shower with firm water pressure sounds pretty fantastic, as I’m feeling quite … funky. Only about three hours until I get there…

I’ll next give a recap on my “tips” to Morocco. (Based on my experience, of course!)

Author: themostinterestingwoman

Travel enthusiast. Dog mom. Tall gurl. Super aunt. Career gal. Fitness junkie. Foodie. Vodka/IPA appreciator. Hella tattooed. Work to live.

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