Today’s the end of the Ramadan in Marrakech. Families gather and spend precious time together. As part of the programme, we were invited to stay with our buddies to celebrate this festive occasion. Once again, my hosts were the wonderful Yassine and Sara *clap clap* (if you’re reading this, I love you two <3 <3 <3).
Even though I arrived at around 10pm at night, the whole house is filled with mouthwatering smells.
We had dinner at 2am in the morning. I tried to resist the temptation of stuffing my face so late at night, but as usual, resistance was futile.
When I woke up the next morning, the first thing that Sara asked was: “Do you want to have our special breakfast?”
And seriously, who would say no to “special breakfast”???
After spending a couple of hours watching movies with Sara and Yassine, it was lunch time.
(If I were to summarise my day, it was literally “sleep, eat, eat, eat…” Best lifestyle ever, really)
Sara gave me a makeover after lunch, which was perfect timing actually. My new face (hah) was a very effective method of drawing attention away from the my growing tummy.
I currently study at the University of Warwick, which means that I spent a majority of my time away from home (I’m Singaporean!! Go Singapore!!). I don’t usually feel homesick - NOT because I don’t love my family, but rather, they’re so loving that nothing can compare to how wonderful I feel at home.
Today though, I felt a tinge of homesickness. My wonderful hosts’ family really reminded me of the warmth and love that I usually receive at home.
I probably won’t be back in Singapore for at least another couple of months, so I’m very grateful that for those few hours, I felt like I was home.