The things I forget...

There are a couple of things I seemed to have forgotten to mention. Shocking really, when my last post was a small novel. But it's like a can of beans opened up, and some are still spilling out. I've been on sensory overload for a month and didn't even know it. Now I'm slowly remembering all the little things and need to put them in writing before I forget.

Kiff. How could I forget kiff? This is yet another thing that men smoke. Have been for centuries, and it wasn't until the french showed up that it became illegal. No one could understand why, and it still goes on fairly blatantly, but mostly amongst the older men. We're not sure exactly what kiff is. It looks like finely chopped herbs with a dash of tobacco. Some say it's not cannabis. Others say it's the male plant of cannabis, the female being the popular choice in the west. Or vice versa. It's smoked in these long thin pipes, but not really in the cafes. Usually while they work. And usually it's the folks who work in crafts, like woodworking etc.

Back in Cascades D'Ouzoud: One night Aziz, a guide, came and told us stories by the van. He told us how Rachid's family was amongst the first berbers in Morocco, and therefore quite powerful, with this old blood within their veins. He told how his mom took him as a baby to see Rachid's mom, so that he could suckle from her nipple. So he could drink from an oroiginal berber. Then a small patch of hair was shaven one his head and a mark was scrapped onto his scalp. This was all told in a mixture of spanish, french and a smattering of english. I'm not really sure if this is the story he meant to tell. I do know that Moroccans tend to be quite supersticious, even though they are muslim.

I learned something new last night. I read there's a belief amongst muslims that Allah will appear in the form of a stranger, a traveller. Meaning one should treat strangers as well as they would treat Allah. Explains alot.
It's interesting the difference between Allah and 'God'. Allah seems like s/he'd chill with you over a tea. God does not.

C'est ca. Finis.
Short one. I'll try to keep it like this.
love thi