Its party time.

I haven't really posted about life post-Madrid mostly because nothing exciting is happening, until yesterday. I have been LSAT prepping most hours of the day, spending the rest of the hours watching TV shows and cooking. After about six straight days of being chained to my desk, I left Tiznit and headed home. When I got home there was a party.

The co-op decided to host a dress up/ fashion show/ dance party next door. We made amalou, henned our hands and danced to Pitbull. Yes, Moroccan women danced to pitbull.

Here is some proof of the party!