I don't believe they exist.

But they do... in a magical realm... and there's so many of them...

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Casablanca?

Yes! Casablanca is the 7th most populous city in Africa.

Rounding out the top ten:

8 - Abidjan, Cote d'Ivoire
9 - Kano, Nigeria
10 - Ibadan, Nigeria

My best friend is going to Morocco in two weeks to be the personal doctor for a rich people bike tour there.

Now, can you guess who my alter ego was?

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Also, I am eating a chunk of Extreme Dark Chocolate with mocha java chips, purchased at Alcatraz, the proceeds from which, go to fund the parks.

Guilt free om nom nom nom

Speaking of African cities, did you all know that Eritrea is an Art Deco wonderland?

I want to have a drink here.

I have a hard time thinking of Casablanca (and Alexandria) as real places. Weird.

I have a hard time thinking of Casablanca (and Alexandria) as real places. Weird.

Right? t /Jesse

Eritrea sounds marvellous. And in typical fashion I will forget everything except old and poor, which doesn't say all that much. I remember more about how the people look and dress than anything else. Maybe because the fruit of a lot of my father's travels was pictorial. I still have some national costumes burnt into my brain from 30 years ago. Oh, and folk tales. That was the other thing he brought back a lot. While shopping for friends in Nairobi I was stunned to see some of the very same books he'd bought us as kids. Surreal step back in time.

::sigh:: Calgon? Take me away? While walking and cleaning up my email inbox after doing a long-overdue errand, I smacked my head into an overhang while taking a corner. Luckily I didn't break the skin, and I just filled a prescription for the one painkiller that does anything. So mostly I feel inept. Real inept.

I have a hard time thinking of Casablanca (and Alexandria) as real places. Weird.

When we were in Morocco we wanted to go to Casablanca just because. We had no real plans to stay, just to touch the ground and move on. I don't remember what city we were in going through the bus station again and again, unable to find the Casablanca bus, until someone told me that Moroccans don't call the city Casablanca. They call it (sp?) Dar Bida, which means "white house", just in Arabic. The bus with the guy in front yelling "Dar Bida! Dar Bida! Dar Bida!" was very easy to find.

We spent maybe one night there, ate at (probably one of a dozen) Rick's Cafe, and moved on with our trek. It just didn't seem as interesting as the other places on our list.

I have a hard time thinking of Casablanca (and Alexandria) as real places. Weird.

What David said.