On a trip across the ocean it is sometimes to easy to confuse naval exercise with navel exercise.... our overnight trip from Casablanca to Marrakech featured the inevitable belly dancing performance while we ate dinner. Mohammed the guide was a high pressure connection dude detouring us through many of his cronies stores in the medina souk of Marrakech hoping for high kickbacks. He did not bargain for this group's reticence in making yet more useless acquisitions and nearly had a revolt on his hands.
Tuesday, November 13, 2012
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