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| Chocolate cake in our very tiny oven. |
My exchange program decided early on that we were going to have a party for the Super Bowl. The game aired at midnight here so quickly after deciding to have the party we figured out it wouldn't be easy to plan. Eventually an executive decision was made to have the party at school. With the permission of the director and one of the security guards, we were locked into the building from 8:30 pm Sunday night until 8:30 am on Monday. A potluck was put together and in all it went over very well.
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| Macncheese and salsa |
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| Our chocolate cake decorated with vanilla pudding (long story) and melted m&ms. Go Pack! |
In order to feed all 16 of us, we each tried to bring a dish and the results included: mac'n'cheese (by yours truly), chili, salsa with "chips", pastilles, chocolate chip cookies, chocolate cake, apple pie, candy bars, and Moroccan candy. We were not allowed alcohol, but that didn't affect the Fun'o'Meter of the night. Because no one remembered to bring plates, we ate in the style of every other meal here, communally. The food all ended up on the floor and the plastic forks were shared/broken/lost and we reverted to hands. When we were stuffed we had a dance party and taught ourselves the dance to the Shakira music video for Waka Waka to burn off some calories.
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| Amelia, Hila, Mackenzie, Sarah, Leah, and Robin |
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| Carson, Wajida, Alaina, and Anna |
At midnight we attempted to watch the game. Boy, did we try. We had a projector and internet, but for some reason the channels were all very slow and the picture skipped a lot. Around half time we decided to throw in the towel, but one girl (who is also from Wisconsin) had the brilliant idea to Skype her dad. During the halftime show he set up his camera facing the computer screen and we were able to watch the rest of the game with relatively decent quality. Only three of us were still awake at the end of the game and we had to navigate our way over a dozen sleeping bodies into the next room to find enough room to stretch out.
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| Hair braiding, like any good sleepover. |
Sleeping on the floor at school is not a bad until your Classical Arabic teacher walks into the room to tell you to hurry up. Way to go Packers!
(PS. This night marked our one month anniversary in Rabat!)
This is a fantastic blog. We did a blog of a 6 backpacking excursion (basically migrant workers) last year...I definitely know what you mean when it comes to trying to maintain a blog during any kind of trip...the imaginary wall.
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