There are a lot of strange fevers in Africa. For example in Morocco, Medina Fever strikes tourists at the oddest times. One moment they are happily shopping, the next they are running for a petit taxi at the nearest bab (gate) and heading to the lounge of the closest large hotel.
Then there is Renovator's Riad Fever - month after month locked inside a house the house owners go slowly mad trying to understand the builder's desire to pull the walls apart, or where on earth the plumber has gone and can they hold on until the toilet actually works? Eventually they crawl out blinking into the sunlight...
And for foreigners - the biggy - Ramadan Fever. For those who doubt it exists, try reading the great blogger Cat in Rabat's post Ramadan musings. A delight.
To quote:
And after bitching & complaining offering my readers curious Ramadanian anecdotes over the past month – now that it’s over – do I feel elated or disappointed? Am I experiencing euphoria or lunch-bag letdown? No, I’m quite ecstatic. No more Mr. Tambourine Man, no more late night/early morning revellers, no more booming cannons jolting me from my sleep, no more pre-dawn high-decibel, warbling calls to prayer, no more nasty cranky fasters, no more late work nights, no more closed restaurants, no more draconian and unbelievably hypocritical liquor laws. No more! No more!
Treat yourself to the entire article here: It's over...
Thanks Cat.
See also: Fes - post Ramadan
Tags: Morocco Fes, Maghreb news
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