Day two. I have been so sick. So, so sick. We went to the beach today and I was like a dead man walking. When we went home around 4:30 I could barely walk. I slept a couple of hours and I slept another couple of hours and I think my fever broke. The whole time I’ve been like, this is not going to be an issue. Well, it has been. And that sucks.
My Spanish is surprisingly much better than I thought, especially the reading and comprehension. Not so good at speaking as I have forgotten all the verbs, but otherwise it’s not been that bad.
Tomorrow we are going to Morocco. I didn’t think that we would be able to, but I went to a travel agent and they said we could go for €63 a person with Naomi at 75% the cost. I didn’t want to do it until they said they pick you up at the hotel and take you to the boat and in Tanger, they take you around in a bus and lunch is included. Certainly worth it I think. We’ll see. Not the sort of thing I would normally do, but with the wife and kids, it’s a no brainer. Hopefully my stomache will be better and I won’t have the body aches and the shivering. I’m taking more medicine so that should help.
Otherwise, (well, what else is there really) things are okay. I don’t think we’ll be back her though. Far too touristy and not enough of the interesting tourist stuff (art museums, interesting shopping). Do I wish we had gone to Paris or somewhere else in France? Yes. Yes, I do. But live and learn.