This blog is going to relate alot to travel, mainly because I have a lot of footage, video and photo, of places ive been the last few years that I've n

ever had anywhere to post. That being said, I'm fully aware that "vacation" slideshows are incredibly boring therefore I only want to post what I find to be most interesting. On request here are some more pictures from Marrakech:
- During the trip into Marrakech Michelle and I met a few travelers and guides who advised us to avoid being noticably American, especially in the markets (because Americans are prime targets for con-artists and swindlers). Our tour guide took us to this shop (see above) selling Berber rugs and as we entered we were greeted by a very fat, very jolly man wearing a fez and stroking his beard. Think Sallah from Last Crusade. We were taken upstairs where we sat and drank hot mint tea while he had his men display many large and lavish rugs. Michelle and I were pretending to be British whenever the subject came up, and as I got closer to choosing a rug she and I would speak in Spanish to try and figure out a good counter offer. The bartering system here is
intense. Everything in Marrakech is expected to be bartered for (ranging from vegetables to giant gold medallions) so the opening bid was very high. Anyway, once we reached a reasonable price, I left the room to make a phone call, came back, paid and left. On the way out Michelle told me that when I was gone, our jolly, fez wearing salesman started a conversation with her i

n Spanish about England. The languages most commonly used in Morocco are Arabic and French so you can imagine my suprise. I would say I left that place about 25-33% swindled but I learned a valuable lesson.
Beware of large boisterous men wearing fez's. (bonus question: which of the two above rugs do you think I bought, or which should I have bought?)
Here we have some pictures of the Aladdin shop, the first is not a particularly amazing picture but in this shop there were many old and expensive looking artifacts and a small indoor waterfall. The picture on the left gives you an idea of the kind of "treasure" I spoke of(I apologize for lack of focus in the picture). Upstairs I bought some gifts while Michelle had tea again (a very common practice in Morocco, free tea offered to any customer) with the veiled sisters of the shop owner. The shop owner later offered me these very same sisters and 14 camels for Michelle. The jury is still out on whether or not he was joking.


Aqui tenemos dos mercados durante el noche donde personas pueden comprar cualquier cosa necesitan, incluyendo especias.

(translation: here we have two markets during the night where people can buy whatever thing they need, including spices). This market was a mess of humanity at night, meaning thousands of people walking around a square including snake charmers, fire artists, pick pockets, and vendors of every type of product.
I plan to diversify my posts away from travel to some of the things I've done online so far, including my videos from RB and Galacticast but for now, I hope the pictures will suffice.