Okay, so after we part ways with the random guide, Mohammed – in the nicest sort of brotherly way he could, kind of scolded me like I was a kid. (I really do feel like a toddler in foreign countries, learning about whole new cultures and experiences!)
He was kinda like “uuuh, Aurora! You can’t just go with strangers! I’m here for you! If you need something, you let me know! You got in a cab with a stranger. They could’ve taken you anywhere! You’re not allowed to have anything happen to you while you’re here in Morocco with me!
(I’ve never been good at not going with strangers. My parents were always trying to teach me that as a little kids, and I’d always just tell them ‘look, a new friend!’.)
Then, Mohammed and I drove by Parliament. Some things about Morocco are so intense. Apparently you’re not even necessarily allowed to take pictures outside of Parliament, a safe distance away from it. But there was a security guard around there who asked if we could take pictures there, and he said sure. So we snapped a couple of quick ones.
Then we passed a pretty park that I asked if I could stop in to walk around in. And as long as I didn’t get taken by any strangers, then yes hahahaha.
So, I did a little park walk, and that was my day in Rabat. Next up, Fes!