Gouda's Cheesewheel

Morocco April 22

To all of you who were in my African Dance class, I had the interesting opportunity to share some of the songs we learned with my friend last night. He writes lyrics for his friends who play Gnaoua music (the local style--it actually originated in Mali so it's very African sounding although it's sung in Arabic). For some reason I was reminded of our songs and I sung a few for him and he asked me if they were popular in the United States. I told him no, they are from Ghana; I only know them because I took a Ghanain dance class.

In response to those of you who have encouraged me to just relax and enjoy it, that's essentially what has happened. I decided I'm not going to get terribly much work done in this town so I may as well just enjoy the ocean and wait for the next phase. Actually I talked to Hassan about his siblings' weddings, so it wasn't an entirely fruitless week. I've too much email-based business to take care of to sit and talk right now, plus I'm due back to meet someone about 15 minutes ago. So adieu until I find another cyber cafe.

Chris, good luck with everything. York told me you're going through some tough times.

Hope all is well,
Greta

posted by Greta @ 1:40 PM