When a Moroccan woman has a baby, traditionally the family will throw a party after 7 days. Last night I was told that I would be going to one of these parties, my host mom told me that it would be a small party starting at 6 pm. What this actually meant was showing up at 9, to find a full band, blaring music, and 60+ people. My host mom gave me a traditional djellabah to wear. (I'll post a picture later).
Anyway, these Moroccan women were the life of the party. We danced for hours until 1 am and only then did we eat dinner. There a plethora of hair whipping and somersaults and booty shaking by women of all ages. Finally I went home at 3 in time to get 4 hours of sleep before my first day of school at Qalam.
Later that week, my friend and I ended up at a party at the Polish ambassador's house.