All my clothes smells like Marrakesh. Can't really decide if it is a good smell or bad.. When we steped out of the airplane in Marrakesh, the first thought that hit me was cow. But that smell disapeared when we left the airport. Leter we came over smells like grilled meat, donkeys, mint tea, camels, exhaust gases, dust, flowers, incense sticks... Anyway, my loundrybag (or barrel) ended up like this: (and it is after I loaded the first washing machine..)
If you want to see more pictures of the trip to Marrakesh, look under the links to the right (you will be forwarded to my facebook-album).
(You know Jim Carrey in Bruce Almighty..)
Btw, I found a tool, where you can get an e-mail each time I post something on my blog. But apparently I only have 10 "spots" and my family are already occupying 3 of them (sorry mom, dad and brother; you don't have a choice ;) ). So if you want an e-mail alert, please send me your adress in an email, fb-post or as a comment below!
And last but not least; Thank you for the comments everyone! Keep them coming :)
Sorry for spamming sound-clips, I just found this site. Quite fun actually. This last one make me think of my dearest friends back home in Stockholm; Cilan, Elin and Sara, when they quote Ace Ventura :D
2 comments:
.... and thats how the cockie crumbleeeeeeeees! :D
hahaha take care now, bye bye then! bäst:D fan va kul de ska bli när vi kommer ner.. wooohoo/cilan
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