1/6/10
Breaky, took a jacuzzi bath, taxi and 11Am bus to Chefchaouen. Chef was cool. Everything is blue. Like the song. do debble da debble do. It was blue. We got there and had a long walk up a hill to Bab Souk gate and Casa Perlata. Nice place. We had some mint tea with the friendly and talkative Spanish hostess and her dog Lucy, who was neither friendly, no talkative. We had the most delish Chicken Tajine at Casa Hassan. It was some legit tajine in effect in the da house. Lots of people tried to sell us weeds.
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perfect! your ability of succinctly describing place should be treasured by all.
That is why my parents gave me the middle name 'wordsmith.' They knew (oracle from a diety?) even before my fragle pink body left the womb that I would rain down on this generation like brimstone a fury of nouns adjectives and verbs not seen since gommorah.
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