Just a few days after going to Oujda, I had to pack up my things again and go to Rabat. I was growing homesick when I took the train back home. Rabat is a great place to be, but home is always best as the saying goes, anyway. A 10 hours trip could only be managed when you have a good book in your backpack, something you could enjoy while the snaky train swallows up the way every few kilometers. An old bestseller by Ken Follet was not a bad idea actually. Not my favorite genre, but I enjoyed reading the story though. The first night in Rabat was awful. Had a bad night at the hotel, but Sabah was such a great company. We got along very naturally, and we quickly became the favorite of the group. We've also learned plenty of useful tips from two amazing professors. One of them, Dr. Mohamed Ettajani is about to publish his book about NLP in The Holy Quran...I thought: something interesting to read, hopefully! I can't wait to read it.
We had some spare time after the meetings every afternoon, so I managed to see a few places in Rabat too. Loudaya beach was such a beautiful place at sunset, the old Medina with its Andalusi architecture, and the members of the different associations that came from all over Morocco were the best. It was a good experience to meet with members of
The Advisory Council on Human Rights. It's been a very productive journey...on every level.
Now, back to where I belong, I am taking up my running program again...It's been great to run together with Nissreen, and the 10km run we made last time was such a refreshing experience. I realized after that that we could always do much better with a great company, than with an iPod in our ears!In a week or so, we might be joined by Crista, and our after-work-evenings will begin to have a different taste again, God Willing!
