We were sitting with the Austrians at Annalee's place talking with the English guy Andrew. A guy we had met a few days earlier and had entertained us with talks of energy spots, drinking your own pee to beat cancer, u.f.o's and so forth. An interesting fellow to say the least.
Anyway, so I was listening to him explain to Micky about how he was headed to Morocco and how he was going about it. Sounded cool. And simple. He then explained why he was going at this time; end of the Ramadan and season for when Hash was often made in earnest. And then a line of thought and a quiet debate began within...
What are we doing in Beneficio? Nothing much really.
What was keeping us there? A lack of plan of what to do next.
How much longer could we stay? Our house was wanted in a week's time...
What was the Ramadan? A Jewish fesitval perhaps? Worth finding out about in any case.
Which is cheaper; Europe or Africa? Africa by heeeeaps!
Which is cooler; Europe or Africa? Africa by heeeeaps!
So why not go to Morocco?!
I suggested it to Sam and Jo and the reactions were mixed. Sam was very enthusiastic... but he was also very stoned. Was he sincere? Jo was all silence. What was he thinking? What will they decide? Let's sleep on it was the final plan...
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