I’m not
particularly fond of Morocco tonight. I haven’t been able to work up an
appetite for a couple of days now, and feelings of nausea come and go. The food
here is driving me nuts, it’s so different and poorly prepared. I have been
drinking water almost constantly but I still feel dehydrated, and I swear I’m
not getting enough iron because I’m avoiding the meat like the plague.
The chocolat chou (spelling dubious) in my
hands proved a useful ward against the chill of a mountain night as I made my
way back to my room after the Club Fair. At the fair I was able to muster
enough excitement to temporarily banish my stomach problems, particularly
seeing the Astronomy Club’s posters and such. I’m hoping sleep will help, so I’m
going to bed extra-early tonight. I’m not sure how I can focus on academics and
travelling when I put so much effort into trying to keep my body functioning.
Hopefully
the next time you hear from me I will have adjusted, but I’m definitely feeling
the culture shock tonight. How can the cafeteria bathroom run out of toilet
paper? How is that okay? And if food poisoning is as common as everyone says,
why has there been no change?
Hoping
things will look better in the morning, Unhappy Camper.
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