Monday was a little more shopping. I got
some dishes for the girls and learned about a new place that I must shop:
Zara Home. Actually, we started out looking for shoes, but I am larger than the average Moroccan store stocks and those shoes we found that were big enough were actually too big. *sigh*
I found that McDonald's isn't so bad here. The food is so much less greasy. The desserts are higher quality. Granted, the mousse was nothing that Gordon Ramsey would serve, but it wasn't a deep fried apple "pie" either.
Tuesday was another recuperation day. I snagged some Pomme de Pain (literally: Apple of Bread; read: Subway) on the way back to the hotel and went to sleep no later than 7:30pm. Even the sub shop offers chocolate tarts, etc. No bagged potato chips here.
I do need to lay off the two desserts a day thing though. While my hostesses have no problem eating dessert every day and maintaining a figure to cry for, it is only at lunch and dinners are lighter salad-type affairs. Whereas I have been eating heavier at night than during the day and often take a second dessert. Tsk tsk.