Water - Morocco

Wednesday, September 9 – Water
9:35 am
Jackie and I are currently attending our Global Studies class. We are sitting in our beds, freezing, watching our TV, which is streaming what is happening in the Union. How awesome is my life?  

19:40 pm
Every day we get a Bridge Noon Report. This is todays:

Cadiz to Gibraltar

At noon today the Explorer’s position was…

Latitude: 36degrees,07minutes North

Longitude: 005degrees,22minutes West        

Distance Made Good: 99 Nautical miles (Since Cadiz)

Distance Made Good: 99 Nautical miles (Since Noon)

Distance to go to the next Port: 195.4 Nautical miles(Casablanca)                                         

Average Speed:  0.0 knots

Distance to nearest land: 0.7 Nautical miles from GIBRALTAR

Sea Depth: 262.4 Feet

Sea Water Temperature: 25º Celsius (69.8 º F)  

Air Temperature: 24 º Celsius (69.8 º F)

Wind: East / 16.5 knots

Sunset Today: 20:37

Sunrise Tomorrow: 06:09


23:22 pm (after I turned my clock back 2 hours)
I’m so nervous about Morocco. I’m really worried about my safety. I’m worried about my belongings being stolen. I can’t wait to see it, though. My mood is weird, therefore I can’t express how I feel very well.


Thursday, September 10 – Casablanca, Morocco
18:08 pm
I just had to leave dinner on the ship because I started to cry.  Today has not been a very good day. I’m sure going to sleep having such high anxiety didn’t help set a good tone for the day. Although the tour was decent today, the rest of the day has not been good. Morocco is a lot different than I expected. It’s dirty - it’s so disgusting. Bryent and my mom would not even step off the ship. There is literally liter everywhere. On our tour I noticed really nice houses, and then the lot next to that house was full of garbage - like 3 feet high and a lot the size of the houses. There’s garbage on every street. It’s so disgusting. 
The only thing I did expect was to not feel safe. And I don’t. I just had a really awful experience with these other 5 girls and Jackie. We were just trying to find the train station, but half the girls weren’t committed to the idea of going there and wanted to split up. I can’t and don’t want to explain the story, but those other 5 girls did not make me feel safe whatsoever. With every step I just wanted Bryent there. I wanted some kind of protection.
And everyone - EVERYONE - on the streets of Morocco stare at me (and everyone else that’s from SAS). They STARE. It’s so uncomfortable. It doesn’t make me feel the least bit safe. 
I feel like there aren’t many people on this trip that are like me, that I can get along with. I truly feel that a lot of these people are not considerate and lack commonsense. In order to go out in these countries, I’m going to need a decent amount of friends to make up for the friends that have schedules that conflict with mine.
I really wanted to eat dinner with my friends, but my emotions were so high. As I was writing this I calmed down, but my anxiety was so high. On top of that I was irritated. I just got to the point where I was really sensitive to everything that was happening around me. I wish I had some kind of comfort. I wish I could crawl into my own bed at home, be in Bryent’s arms, hug my mom, pet my dogs, eat some cookie dough - anything.