We headed out to see the mosque that I had been to earlier. Kind of a let down in some ways, but since I saw more of it today than I did on Saturday, I enjoyed myself. It’s kind of difficult to really describe the inside, except possible to say that it is very ornate and opulent. It’s huge too.

After our trip to the mosque we went back to the hotel and then hurried to catch our train to Menkes. It was one of the best train rides I’d been on in a while, maybe the best of all times. I spent most of the time just talking to the people that I’m touring with. It really makes all the difference when you’ve go people to talk to. At one point I heard a girl yelling for the train to stop, I mean really yelling, and I look out to see that she is caught half in the train with her bag outside… or was it her bag was in and she was outside… anyway, the next thing I see is the conductor rushes into our cabin and pulls down on the emergency stop. The train stops pushing my backpack that was in an overhead bin out. The backpack fell about a meter hitting a girl in the head and leg. I saw the back fall right before it hit the girl but I was so stunned that I didn’t have time to do anything. I felt so bad, my backpack weighs about 40 pounds, and the girl wasn’t prepared for it. She was cool about it, saying that she was okay and all, but she had a scratch on her leg and was obviously in pain.

Once we made to Menkes we got our room and headed out for a tour of the city. With all the cities that we’ve been to in Morocco the old part of the city is call a Medina. This was the first medina that we’d been to, so I was pretty interested in everything that we saw… later I’m sure that that will change, but for now just visualizing the history that this city had gone through was enough for me.

Our day ended with dinner and back to hotel.