Spain 5

Another couple items about Morocco. I don't know how to spell it.

Just before we ate at Pizza Hut, I was beginning to get very frustrated because I brought my old garage sale camera that I take my black and white photos with, and because of being scared, hadn't taken any pictures. I just needed to be more bold and ask people if I could take their photo. The Pizza Hut was across the street from this little park area, where I saw two little boys sitting. Alason and I walked over to them and asked to take their picture. They hammed it up for me and I got just that one photo of my whole experience. Just after I took the photo, and older gentleman asked if we spoke English. We said yes, and he waved us over. He explained that in Morocco, the government doesn't care about it's people. That even if you work for many years at the same job, you can be thrown out of your home and forced to sleep on the streets. He said that the people have nothing. Morocco has riches, like the beach and the sun, but the people have nothing. He said they have gold and jewels, but only 1500 people carry all of the wealth and everybody else lives in poverty. His name was Larry. He wasn't asking for money, he just wanted to tell us how horrible the conditions are. He said that he worked for 14 years in Gibraltor and then lost his passport and his home, and now he has nothing. So sad. Josh saw a man talking to us, and ran over from the Pizza Hut and sort of whisked us away from Larry. This world is very sad and crazy. I wish there were something I could do.

So when we got home from Morocco, we all stripped out of the clothes we were wearing and threw our shoes on the balcony of our room. We took showers that night even though we didn't get home until 2am. And by the way, the original ferry, the nicer one, it beat us to Algeciras.

On Thursday, we decided we HAD to have a better day. So we drove up to a little town in the mountains called Rhonda. It was so beautiful. There were several places to stop along the way and take pictures of the amazing views of homes built into the side of the mountain and the ocean in the background. It was awesome. Rhonda is where the bullfight was perfected. The man who first used the red sheet to lure the bull used it at the bull ring in Rhonda. There is a lot of history in that town, and it is built on this huge gorge. So we went shopping for the day and happened upon this bridge, and if you look down, you can see hundreds of feet below you. Hopefully the pictures will do it justice. I had fun using my new camera.
On Friday we went to Malaga and visited the Picasso museum and did more shopping. It was very cool to go to that museum. They have about 155 of his paintings/drawings and did an exhibit of his ceramics. I didn't even know he did pottery. It was pretty cool. We hung out in the town square and listened to several street musicians. This guy walked up to us asking for change, and in Spanish he told us about the car accident he was in. He lifted up his leg and there was this huge piece of metal sticking out. I gasped in horror. Then the waiter shooed him away. It turned my stomach to see this metal sticking out of his skin. And so I kept on eatin that meal. You know me. There was also a one eyed dog that kept on hanging around us and peed on this lady's chair leg. heh heh
I used the bathroom at this restaurant that was totally dirty, but there is this lady outside sitting by a mop and she has a tip jar out. So you have to pay her to go in the bathroom that I doubt she went in all day.
There are lots of mullets in Spain! The kids these days are dying them blonde, and there are striped mullets, I saw a really long tail. And the girls are putting so many layers in their hair, it looks like they have mullets too. It is kind of cute the way they do it, but it wouldn't fly here.
Girls were wearing super high top sneakers with their jeans rolled up or with a pair of cropped pants. We saw some Converse sneakers that were halfway up to this girls' knees. They were cute.
On the last night we were there we ate in a town called Plaza Banus near Marbella, and had the most awesome Italian meal. We were so sad to go home.
I am home right now.

Two funny things that happened today: when we returned the rental car, we hit a cement pole outside the car rental place. It made such a loud noise that the guy came outside. So there was no pretending he didn't do it.
Also, our flight from Malaga to London was delayed due to fog, so we RAN through the London airport to catch our flight to Chicago. Of course our bags didn't make it so we have to have them delivered tomorrow. But we made the flight and I'm glad we did, too because the next flight out of London wasn't until tomorrow, and we would have been stuck for another day. I am so glad to be home!