Casablanca

So continuing on with the busiest weekend ever, I arrive at 11PM in Casablanca, and get a taxi to my hotel. The taxi driver starts asking me directions and I started getting nervous. Three stops for directions later, we arrive at my dead-end (but clean) hotel.
Upon the recommendation of my dearest sister, I went out in search of a gin joint to honor the movie Casablanca (which I have regrettably never seen). After some walking around I find an enticing endroit, sit down and order a gin. Fatigue sweeps my body, I haven't stopped moving for 17 hours, I skipped dinner, and Im running off 4 hours of sleep. Suddenly coming to the realization that traveling the way I do is taking a physical toll on my body I resolve to be more conscientious during part three of the summer.
Apparently all drinks at the bar come with free tapas, usually for 4 people. Seeing as I was alone they still brought all the food and it turned into a pretty substantial meal. Back to the hotel and straight to sleep.
I wake up, haggle down a taxi out to what everyone agrees is the only real attraction in Casa: the Mosque Hassin II. This is one of three muslim buildings (and the only mosque) that non-Muslims are allowed in, so it is something I had to see. I was not disappointed.

Notre Dame doesnt have anything on Hassin II. Finished in 1993 (it only took 6 years to build!) its a reativly new building and is amazing in size (16,000 praying muslims) and intricacy, and wow factor (it has a retractable roof and is build completely suspended over the ocean).
For anyone who visits Morocco, you have to visit Hassin II. It was my favorite activity so far.

I take the 40 minute walk back to the train station and stumble upon Rick's Cafe. It was tempting to stay in Casa until 12:00 when it opened, but I had a date with some rootbeer in Rabat