A Carnival

So the boy that I had the Sedar with goes to the French school which had a carnival to raise money for different charity organizations. I decided that it would be cool to see how a Moroccan carnival is and to see little kids. So a friend and I go. To get in you have to bring in a liter of milk, that they are going to donate to a charity that takes care of kids for moms who can't afford day care. We enter and it's one of the most organized carnivals I've been to. There are tents for everything, a blow up slide, lots of games for kids, a kareoke place. On the other side there are stands with stuff for artisans and with different charity associations. I felt like I was in Vermont, or when I was in Talahassee or any open air farmer's market. It was a strange feeling, because the Medina is also open air but very very Moroccan. Somehow, this with its little tents and organized set up was so very American somehow. In any case, it was fun to see a different side of Morocco. I also got to see the children of Europeans who obviously live here. In the medina, all you see are Moroccans and tourists and us from the center; you don't realize that there are actually people of European descent that actually live in the country. I was amazed at seeing so many blondes and red heads!