The Heat Cometh

It was always going to happen. You knew it. I knew it. But here it is. Temperatures were at 106 yesterday, and 107 today, and may continue this way for a while. And there is no air-conditioning in sight.

I find that the heat affects me more than it does other people. While everyone else is like, "Oh, I think I'll just wear jeans and a light sweater today," I'm all over here in my t-shirt and skirt like:

"I'm fine."

BUT.

I came prepared this time. Let no one say I didn't plan for this Moroccan summer. I brought not one fan (like last time), not two, not even three, four, five, six, or seven, BUT EIGHT FANS.

BEHOLD.

BAM.

ALL SHALL WITNESS THE ARCTIC POWER OF MY MECHANICAL WINTER AND DESPAIR.

I especially enjoy the brisk winds of my USB powered fan, which not only keeps me feeling breezy, but when pointed at my laptop, also keeps it from spontaneously combusting.

But enough of that. I'll complain about the heat some more later, I assure you.

So. It is the end of week one, and I'm already used to living in Morocco. I think it's because I've been here before that adjusting to the way of life was so easy and quick, and I was hyper mentally prepared for what it would be like. What's more, I basically live in the same neighborhood as before, so I know where the train station and the supermarket are, and that's nice.

I really like my host family, too. It's just a woman (Khadija) and her husband (Hassan). There's no children, so it's quiet. They live in a lovely apartment, similar to my last one, but much more colorfully decorated. I share a bedroom with my roommate (also from UT), and we basically have one end of the apartment to ourselves, including our own bathroom!

And the toilet and shower are in the same room this time. Whaaaaat?

Our room. 

My side.

Our closets. Mine are on the left.

There's also WiFi here, which is very important. On our "Family Preferences Form" that we got back in April, where we could fill out things like, "I don't want to live with smokers," or "I want to live within walking distance of school," the only thing I put on my form was, "I WANT INTERNET AT HOME." Priorities. (And I'd like to add that some other people in the program thought that this was a silly request. That is... until they got here and didn't have internet at home. Who's laughing now!?)

Me. That's who.

Anyway. I'll add more pics of the apartment later.

All in all, it's been a pretty lazy weekend, but after traveling 3,000 miles and going-and-doing things literally every single day since getting here, I don't really mind. I spent most of yesterday sleeping, reading my Kindle, and talking with my Habiib on Skype.

I would like to make this blog at least a weekly thing, but of course I can make no guarantees. Next post I'll try to catch you up on some of the things that have happened since getting here, but for now my computer is getting too warm and needs a break.

Peace.