Oman Susan: Vol 60 Day 12 Casablanca
Array After a few hours Molly and I took a break to get some beer and pizza across the street to bring back in. (Molly has owed me a few drinks going back a while, and we were both a little hungry) That’s my Sicilian slice in the foreground, with the remnants of Molly’s slice (mostly consumed on the walk back to the Studio) and the beer debt paid.
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Around 60% of all foreign militants who entered Iraq to fight over the past year came from Saudi Arabia and Libya, according to files seized by American forces at a desert camp.The files listed the nationalities and biographical details of more than 700 fighters who crossed into Iraq from August last year, around half of whom came to the country to be suicide bombers, the New York Times reported today.In all, 305, or 41%, of the fighters listed were from Saudi Arabia.
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The usual suspects Liddell and Lisch did well….SLU BasketballSTL Post-Dispatch
Just finished doing my regular Sunday morning watching of Meet the Press, and they did the political consultant gaggle with Carville, Matalin, Murphy and Schrum.
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I wandered around the resort on the beach for an hour or two, taking lackluster photos. So I peed in the nice western toilet, took some photos of the tiles in the john and sat drinking tea for a while, resting my still red legs, staring at the ocean.Next, I took a taxi to Mosquée Hassan II. More about the theft in a bit.Ok, so these photos aren’t mine, but they are really similar to the photos I took that day so I guess it’s ok.I was filming a little video sequence when the call to prayer sounded from the minaret. I had a chance to watch that video a little later in the day on the viewer of the camera. Sigh.Next I took a taxi to Habbous Souk where I took a ton of photos. Finally I had found something photo worthy!There were a few main streets to the souk and then a bunch of little alleys. I went down all of the little alleys.I actually think my photos of the souk were better than the ones I found on the internet. A small doorway led to a courtyard lined on all sides with men selling olives from large blue barrels. There were about 15 different sellers, each of them displaying the olives in a slightly different way.I took at least a couple of dozen photos. I bought a bag of mixed olives with veggies to take to Erwan. I would have to wait until I met up with Erwan at his apartment to sample the cookies and olives.My final stop before heading back to the apartment was not on Erwans suggesion list, but my guide book describes the Cathedral de Sacre Couer as Casablancas most classic piece of Christmas-cake colonial architecture so thats where I asked the next taxi to drop me off.I was tired from walking and I needed to give my legs a break. I took a photo of it, so I could remember how lame it was and plunked down in the grass to rest. I could not believe one of those kids had taken my camera. I asked for the police and they led me down the street where a policeman guarding some government building took over. It would have been even quicker if the officer had not been sharing the pen with the other officer who was taking someone else’s statement for something or other. We went to Erwan’s and he fed me a delicious salad, soup, bread and the olives I’d bought. Erwan had an idea for getting me another camera but I needed to wait for him to be off work before we could check it out.So alright, again I had an off day. I am still mourning the loss of the photos I took of the olive market and the video of the drapery feeding frenzy.
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Array After a few hours Molly and I took a break to get some beer and pizza across the street to bring back in. (Molly has owed me a few drinks going back a while, and we were both a little hungry) That’s my Sicilian slice in the foreground, with the remnants of Molly’s slice (mostly consumed on the walk back to the Studio) and the beer debt paid.
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Around 60% of all foreign militants who entered Iraq to fight over the past year came from Saudi Arabia and Libya, according to files seized by American forces at a desert camp.The files listed the nationalities and biographical details of more than 700 fighters who crossed into Iraq from August last year, around half of whom came to the country to be suicide bombers, the New York Times reported today.In all, 305, or 41%, of the fighters listed were from Saudi Arabia.
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The usual suspects Liddell and Lisch did well….SLU BasketballSTL Post-Dispatch
Just finished doing my regular Sunday morning watching of Meet the Press, and they did the political consultant gaggle with Carville, Matalin, Murphy and Schrum.
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I wandered around the resort on the beach for an hour or two, taking lackluster photos. So I peed in the nice western toilet, took some photos of the tiles in the john and sat drinking tea for a while, resting my still red legs, staring at the ocean.Next, I took a taxi to Mosquée Hassan II. More about the theft in a bit.Ok, so these photos aren’t mine, but they are really similar to the photos I took that day so I guess it’s ok.I was filming a little video sequence when the call to prayer sounded from the minaret. I had a chance to watch that video a little later in the day on the viewer of the camera. Sigh.Next I took a taxi to Habbous Souk where I took a ton of photos. Finally I had found something photo worthy!There were a few main streets to the souk and then a bunch of little alleys. I went down all of the little alleys.I actually think my photos of the souk were better than the ones I found on the internet. A small doorway led to a courtyard lined on all sides with men selling olives from large blue barrels. There were about 15 different sellers, each of them displaying the olives in a slightly different way.I took at least a couple of dozen photos. I bought a bag of mixed olives with veggies to take to Erwan. I would have to wait until I met up with Erwan at his apartment to sample the cookies and olives.My final stop before heading back to the apartment was not on Erwans suggesion list, but my guide book describes the Cathedral de Sacre Couer as Casablancas most classic piece of Christmas-cake colonial architecture so thats where I asked the next taxi to drop me off.I was tired from walking and I needed to give my legs a break. I took a photo of it, so I could remember how lame it was and plunked down in the grass to rest. I could not believe one of those kids had taken my camera. I asked for the police and they led me down the street where a policeman guarding some government building took over. It would have been even quicker if the officer had not been sharing the pen with the other officer who was taking someone else’s statement for something or other. We went to Erwan’s and he fed me a delicious salad, soup, bread and the olives I’d bought. Erwan had an idea for getting me another camera but I needed to wait for him to be off work before we could check it out.So alright, again I had an off day. I am still mourning the loss of the photos I took of the olive market and the video of the drapery feeding frenzy.
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