So Saidia is one of those beaches where guys walk up and down selling various snacks: candy, soda, ice cream, sandwiches, nuts, and even hot coffee or mint tea (heat is no deterrent to consuming hot beverages here). As I was lying in a state of semi-consciousness the other morning, I heard one of the tea guys yelling out "Whiskey marocain!".
Anyway, beach is nice, but crowds and tackiness are beginning to overwhelm me a little, and I am hoping to get out of here early tomorrow. In spite of dismal sales, Fatima has decided to stay a few more days until the end of the fair. I've bought one or two souvenirs from other artisans here, but on the PC living allowance, and with another year to go shopping, there is no need to rush.
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