This weekend we rebooted our Moroccan visas with little trip to Spain. It turns out it is EXACTLY like Morocco. Well, except for the gambling and shows called “Sexo”:
And the beer, wine and ham at every single corner:
For realz. Spaniards are about as serious about eating ham as Muslims are about not eating it. The only place where we weren’t served ham, we were served PIG SHAPED CRACKERS:
It’s a good thing Moroccan customs doesn’t care about folks sneaking in ham sandwiches, because after barely 36 hours in Madrid, we were HOOKED. Check out our first meal back in Rabat:
Madrid = ham + good times
This weekend we rebooted our Moroccan visas with little trip to Spain. It turns out it is EXACTLY like Morocco. Well, except for the gambling and shows called “Sexo”:
And the beer, wine and ham at every single corner:
For realz. Spaniards are about as serious about eating ham as Muslims are about not eating it. The only place where we weren’t served ham, we were served PIG SHAPED CRACKERS:
It’s a good thing Moroccan customs doesn’t care about folks sneaking in ham sandwiches, because after barely 36 hours in Madrid, we were HOOKED. Check out our first meal back in Rabat:
Gracias Madrid. We love you mucho.