Global Challenge Morocco, Final blog
My final 2 weeks started with somewhat of a disaster. I managed to spend Tuesday evening in a Moroccan fracture clinic. A post work food shop turned into a particularly nasty fall, which then in turn lead to my return home at 9 0’clock with my right leg up to the knee in plaster. I had to spend the next week sat in my apartment popping pills, with my leg propped up on cushions. A rather bleak existence. Showering became a lengthy process as did moving around the apartment in any form given for the first few days I had to hop.
nvited to have tour at the house of one of the staff Ahmed one evening. We are arrived to a huge table full of the most amazing home made food and drinks. We met all of his family and spent a rather long evening discussing the contrasts of the UK and Morocco as everything was translated round the table from English to French to Arabic and vice versa.
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