0215. Dreary day in Boskoura (Mor 063--new)
Ramadan has put a temporary damper on my village to village parkbenching tour--a lot of folks aren't really in the mood for guitar music and--no cafes to sit at during the day...
After a couple of weeks of just focusing on writing and learning a few more songs, I started getting itchy feet again... not quite sure what to do, I just walked to the nearest city bus stop and got on the first bus that went by... it took me to a fascinating neighborhood miles away... and it struck me that there's a lot of Casablanca that I haven't seen yet--and since this is my new adopted home, I should really get to know the entire city.
So I decided to start taking random city buses--and then exploring and maybe playing a few songs in each neighborhood I discover...
For a full description of this tour go to my "Portugal" blog and look up "Casablanca"
Here's just one neighborhood that I visited that is actually a separate town, so it gets its own blog entry...
I've been looking forward to discovering Bouskoura for quite some time... took me a while to figure out how to get here--only to find that it's nothing but a splattering of homes, dirty fields, factories and warehouses with little character and no "cohesiveness"... And it was raining... and it's Ramadan--so not even a cafe I could sit down at... making Bouskoura possibly my suckiest parkbenching session in Morocco so far...
On the bright side, a really cool fight broke out in front of me--involving a least 15 teenage boys with sticks, formidable looking rocks and a german shepherd... The adults in the vicinity watched for a little while, then finally intervened when the a fellow got knocked down by a flying rock... Other than that, pretty bored with Bouskoura...
I finally found a little solitary shelter from the rain where I could discreetly take my video clip...
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