Yesterday, we finally came to Midelt. In my town, there's a giant orange in the city center. In Midelt, there's a giant apple in the city center. Other notable differences include the color of buildings, and more harassment for women. It also may be hotter here, although I'm not sure.
As for the travel, we left the house at 8 to catch an 8:30 bus to Nador. The bus was only an hour and a half, but we were told it would be best to take the early bus in order to get a spot on the 1:30 bus from Nador. Unfortunately, that bus was full, so Krista and I sat around for 6 hours in Nador, playing sporcle and eating fish pizza. The fish pizza was damn good.
Next bus, 4:30 pm to 1:00 am. And it was hot. Travel costs amounted to 17 hours of our lives, about a pint of sweat, and 15 dollars.
And this morning, camp started. A Moroccan man and I have the group of 13 -14 year old boys. They are mostly douchebags, as all 13-14 year old boys are. My partner deals with this problem by smacking them across the face and/or hitting them with his shoe. I haven't resorted to this yet, nor do I know if I am legally able to do so, but the disparity between the two of us has already done quite a bit to weaken my authority in their eyes. Woo. Hoo.
The schedule was almost completely open today, although we did have naptime. Naptime may have been more appropriate for the 6-year-olds than the 14-year-olds but there wasn't any distinction made. Hopefully there's more to do tomorrow, otherwise it's going to be a looong weak.
extra note: i hate flies
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