Solbit says, “Wake me when — no, IF — we get there.”

Dear Nicalai,

Girl, did we ever have a hard time getting from Amsterdam to Marrakech.  Papa said “We will NEVER go through the Casablanca airport ever again!”  Nona said, “We will NEVER fly Royal Air Maroc again!”  I said, “Put me back in your purse, Nona, and wake me when — I mean IF — we ever get there.”

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Do you know we’ve gone around the world for almost two years, and this trip to Morocco is our first with serious delays and problems?  It wasn’t just Nona and Papa having problems.  For a moment, when I was in Nona’s purse at the Casablanca airport, I heard many people shouting loudly in French and in Arabic.  Wow, were they angry at the airline crew in Casablanca! Nona feared that someone was going to get hurt.  Literally a hundred or more of us passengers had been bumped from flights and faced hours of waiting for a next flight.  Well, that’s the bad news.

Our Riad Matham in Marrakech is the good news.  A riad is a special kind of guesthouse.  We didn’t get there until almost 2 AM in the morning.  The streets to our riad were so narrow, that our taxi had to park many blocks away.  Our riad host met us there and guided us, pulling luggage, through the dark, narrow, winding streets to Riad Matham.

Just imagine walking with luggage here at night!

Just imagine walking with luggage here at night!

Our first night walking in those narrow Marrakech alleyways looked dangerous to me, but Nona and Papa followed our host, François.  Turns out it is safe and just looks scary to people like us from the US. Papa says, “Don’t let fear guide your life, Solbit.”  I’m beginning to see what he means.  You’ll see too when we get through this door to the riad.

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The riad door opens to another world.

When Francois opened the door to the riad, we stepped into a different world of tranquil comfort.  The first thing we saw was a beautiful presentation on the white wall of the Berber alphabet.

Did you know the Berber people had an alphabet long before many other people did?

Did you know the Berber people had an alphabet long before many other people did?

It just got better after that.  Hey, we’re leaving for the souk now, so I’ll tell you more about our riad later. What’s a souk?  I’ll have to tell you about those later, too. Until then, remember:  don’t go through the Casablanca airport and avoid Royal Air Maroc.  Bye.

I’m your friend.

Love,

Solbit

September 2014

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You may be asking yourself, “Who is Solbit?” Solbit is a fictional character, but she is a real plastic dinosaur, sent to us unsolicited in a package we ordered from Photojojo. So, she’s a plastic jurassic. Solbit is short for the four names given her by our grandchildren: Sparkle, Orangie, Lulu, Breakit. We tend to use her given names for when she’s been naughty. Thank you for visiting Tales of a Plastic Jurassic. Solbit likes company and hopes you’ll come back.

You can learn more about Solbit at her About page and in the earlier posts, “Solbit: How I Got My Name” and “Solbit: How I Got to Travel.”

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