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Back in Aourir

After a sleepless night with Andrew moaning, “i HATE wasting money” after he figured out, with lots of help, that he got solar panels which are for an 18 volt grid system after we asked for 12 volt panels, we are back in Aourir. These panels were never intended to be on the roof of a truck and would never do the job right. Andrew figured out the best way to get the solar guy to come was to go back to Garage Dorf and get Hassan to call. Hassan gets most of his business from his great reputation and this is his solar guy. Hassan gives this guy a LOT of business. So here we are at Garage Dorf again. We have now been waiting 2 days for the solar guy to come “in an hour”. There are also 3 other trucks here waiting to buy solar panels once they see what happens with us.

Moans came from the kids. We are ready to see more of Morocco than Aourir which is more like a large repair yard than a small village. So what do you do? Well the kids have found multiple diversions like… the Wednesday market.

Abigail finally found HER Djellaba. Uh… another activity… posing for strange photos.

Making lots of jokes about the big dog with the nose of a chiwawa and a funny smile. Hannah calls him Ed (have you seen the hyenas in Lion King). I know this dog may look like he is growling or something but this is how his face always looks. Poor dog. I guess it would make him a good guard dog.

The girls have also been continuing to find candidates for dogs to adopt. Cant help but think of the difficulties of travelling with a dog. I keep on trying to tell them that being surrounded by an army of big dogs fighting over who gets to be top dog and “dementor” (our pet name for the resident, crazy, mom dog) running around being all friendly then biting people in the backside as soon as they turn their backs. Well, not the best timing. Timing is important. Even if they name the friendly homeless dog at the market and encourage it to follow them home.

We have also been doing alot of science experiments for our road schooling. Things like checking our pulse after walking to the gate and back, running around and jumping over car parts and charting the results. Among other things. Uh yeah, Abi yells out don’t forget the spitballs. Yes, I am not sure this is a good idea but, uh, in one of the science kits are some rather stiff straws that are great for spitballing. Now I didnt start the spitball competitions but I did give some guidance to add accuracy and speed. Ahhh, brings me back to my old maths teacher in Pennsylvania. The chalkboard would be covered with spitwads at the end off class. Memories.

Alesh and Karim are here getting work done. Yeah! Good friends!

There are a lot of young French here this time. Last time there were older solo travelling french with a bunch of big dogs this time it the younger French travellers who are travelling with more people in each truck – and a bunch of big dogs. A much friendlier group of people but start drinking vodka quite early in the day. A bit extreme. Actually, a lot of the people we have been hanging out with have been so extremely health conscious that they wouldn’t even put cooked food in their bodies much less anything smoked or alcohol or funny teas.

I hope the solar guy comes today. We were thinking about doing a bigger diesel tank but maybe we will wait till Europe for that as we have been told it won’t be more expensive there and we are ready to move on.

The Imam sounded quite nice this morning at around 5ish. He was preceeded by lots of echoee on the wind sort of soft singing, really nice.