It's finally happened. Host-family living is over, possibly for the rest of my life. It was good for a while.
Krista and my apartment is on the sixth floor. This means that it's super cheap and the majority of potential Moroccan thieves couldn't summit the building in a single day. Our neighbors include a clearly audible donkey, which sounds like it's getting tortured all night, and a family two stories down which includes the loudest snorer in the world. Combined with blaring, Arabic tv until 4 am, it may take a while to adapt to the sleeping environment. But who cares! Freedom!
Benefits of non-family living include:
being able to wear shorts
could be in a room by myself
no more overcooked vegetables
don't have to drink soda constantly
can drink water without being made fun of
can choose not to eat
no more bread
don't have to drink old milk when I'm sick
don't have to eat fried fish when I'm sick
don't have to talk to people when I'm sick
don't have to wait around
don't constantly get made fun of for not understanding
can read in peace
don't have to watch tv
belongings aren't moved to random drawers
clothes don't disappear and reappear washed
imminent total disintegration of spoken Arabic
Moving in is a little strange. We have about 800 american dollars to furnish the apartment for two people for two years. So it's pretty empty. So far we have 3 beds, a plastic carpet, plastic chairs, WOODEN table, fridge, stove top, giant gas tank, blender, dishes, and that's about it. On the wishlist: oven, shelves, side table, lamps, carpets, hammock, hot tub, waterslide, sauna, and pet donkey.
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