Inshallah? Morocco!!! Part trois

Morocco, sounds sunny, it's in Africa, there's desserts, camels and cactuses. All the ingredients for hot, sunny weather, still people dress likes it's a harsh East coast January and they expect 6 feet of snow.

My fußball buddy in Imminwargh, Speedermaan! Hot weather but he was wearing his Spiderman sweater so I called him spiderman. English isn't his language at all so he pronounced it as Speedermaan and so Speedermaan it was. He passed our garage every day on his donkey on his way to the water source just around the corner. He is a little comedian passing us just laying on his donkey or sitting backwards and stopped at our place to play some fußball. Speedermaan is actually called Mohamed but then again every first son is called Mohamed so calling him Speedermaan made it more clear who I was talking to. 

Ok, the first couple days we had cold nights as expected close to the dessert and some horrible rainy days and even snow, especially on top of the mountains. Mainly we had hot sunny days, still people were walking around in thick ass down jackets, beanies and sometimes even rabbit fur collars on their hoodies....

This is how we travelled most of the time, everybody actually. Busses, trucks or even animal transport there was always room for you to tag along. Bus full? No next to the suitcase on the rooftop there was plenty of room, you wanna wait for the next bus.....next day??? 

Traditionally the men wear jelabba's which to me is nothing more than a rope without the ability to open because it simply has non besides the openings for the head and both arms. The jelabba, not easiest thing to do your daily busines in but it seems comfy? Then again the men still wear their regular clothing underneath the jelabba which I would get rid off if the jelabba would come into fashion. The jelabba covers the entire body so why bother wearing more than a jelabba? Freeballing, commando or whatever is the way to go wearing a jelabba, in my opinion.

Is it a jelabba, is it a rope, is it Yann or a real Berber? 

It's Yann in a jelabba wearing pants, no boxers! 

Another fashion item in Morocco is the scarf for men very comparable to the women's scarf (hoofddoek). The scarf is something I fully appreciate and the men have many different ways to wrap it around their head, maybe it's a pecking order thing, I don't know but it looks cool. To me the scarf had a "separate the boys from the men" vibe to it.

Scarf and boxers, that's how I roll.

The women's fashion in the Atlas mountains is a different cup of tea, they got the the scarfs, lots of colors going on and not thought through or mabe not to western poluted eyes like mine... Women also wear some sort of jelabba's but most of them rock the real rope as a real piece of clothing. In the kitchen of the hostel a lady was preparing our tajine in a red white striped rope... Women walking around town, getting water in their colorful ropes and carrying their babies on their back with a Mickey mouse beach towel. Nobody really cares or judges as long as it works that's all they need. In Imminwargh there is TV, internet and they get the latest news on whatever but they got a good thing going on here in town. They have a clean water source (tastes way better than Providence tap water) , goats for the tajine, mint for the tea, oranges for the C and donkeys for transporting whatever or themselves.

The Berbers/Amazighs don't seem to worry allot about shit, figuratively and literally speaking, I call it the "Inshallah" culture. Inshallah means something like: "If Allah wants it to happen, it will happen". To me "Inshallah" sounded more like "we'll see" or "who knows" and sometimes "don't fucking count on it". According to my buddy Yann the word "Inshallah" was pretty serious. Then again "Inshallah" never really sounded that comforting when asking for example, "so the bus will pick us up at 5 tomorrow?", "see you down the river with water and food?" or "next week the toilet is installed?". The answer was always "Inshallah" with a big colgate smile, not the whitening toothpaste though. No worries or Inshallah, they seem to enjoy live, drink sweet mint tea, eat delicious tajine, cruise around on a 0.8 HP donkey and play soccer!