Marrakech

I dont even know where to begin. Lets start with the fact that Im not using apostrophies because I cant find them on the Arabic keyboard Im using. Our cab driver dropped us off a mile from our hostel, we never would have found it, but two nice moroccan guys spotted us looking confused and pointed us in the right direction. Actually they were quite nice and showed us around the palace today and taught us to write our names in arabic and a few phrases. Mostly I speak French and Megan speaks spanish and we get by. The food here is amazing, very spicy and filling. The sense of everything being real is overpowering. People use herbs and spices for everything, and weve tried a lot of them. The tea will blow your mind, its so sweet and minty, Im bringing some back for sure. The rules of the road are nonexistent, everyone rides motorbikes or donkeys, and there are cats EVERYWHERE. Even in the airport. Theyre hard not to step on. Music is also everywhere, thick with percussion and twanging guitar-like instruments. The air smells spicy. Its hot, but not unbearable. I like it. We saw a visears palace today, tonight we go to the hamman for baths and tomorrow we go to Sawara, a small town nearby. Im taking lots of pictures, and will write again when I can, this is slow going since I keep messing up on the strange keyboard. Al-salaam alikum!