Here's lookin' at you, kid.

We backed into the harbor at Casablanca before dawn. The only discernable feature was the well and artistically lit Hassan II Mosque in the Old Medina. “Medina” apparently means city. Old Medina is the old part of the city and contains the upper class neighborhoods The Mosque is built in 1989, on a man-made promontory overlooking the Atlantic surf. It took 6 years and over 30,000 workers. It has a retractable roof and its minaret is the tallest in the world at 574 feet. It is stunning in its size and design, and can accommodate 25,000 worshippers inside the main hall.
The New Medina is inland to the southeast and contains most of the government and service buildings. It seems very cosmopolitan and at the same time a bit seedy. The entire city is a jumble of wide avenues, narrow streets and everything in between. There is nothing in the city’s layout that suggests any urban planning. Plazas and town squares aren’t square or even parallelograms. There are dead ends everywhere. All the streets have at least 2 names and they aren’t always posted at intersections. There are many taxis and most know where everything is.
All in all I wouldn’t recommend it as a must visit destination but given enough time I think one could find much to praise. The people are well educated and courteous and there is a sense of tolerance everywhere.
Of course it rained the entire visit and the temperature was unseasonably cool. Tomorrow the forecast is the same. Cadiz will be rainy and cool. I don’t yet know what Seville will be like.
Tonight’s live show was awful, at least the first 2 minutes before I left were. Kaitlyn Carr is billed as Scotland’s premier vocalist. Poor Scotland. Here voice wavered so much I thought it might have been a microphone problem. This has not been the greatest day. I think maybe I am missing everyone too much.
When I get to Portugal and back to Rio I am sure I’ll forget you all again. Not!