Some like it hot

Sweet Denis,

We went to buy our bus tickets to go Agadir this morning. Waiting in line at the bus station around noon in Marrakech feels like eating a bowl of sand cereal while sitting in a small room with 1000 flies and 500 sweaty men, wearing a head to toe wool body suit (Megan's is pink) and your only relief is to take a dip in a vat of hot sauce.

We are off to the beach,
Julia