Licking my wounds in Tetouan

I just took 3 spare days left for a short vacation in Tetouan (Morocco). I came back to our place of these days: "El Reducto" ... alone!

At the moment, I have had 1 trial, 1 "examination" for a professorship in Madrid, 1 appellation for the unfair result, the next operation of my mother and a lot of pending work and problems, as usual.

Trying to get around of all of that, I escaped from my apartment for 4 days, forgetting my bag at the elevator door, in the garage. I was so anguished and craving for leaving that I left behind part of my luggage. I've had to buy 2 shirts and 3 shorts in Tetouan to survive until Sunday. Thankfully, I could solve everything for only 500 dirhams (<50 EUR), which includes tooth paste, shave foam and other personal luxuries that I needed to buy. Also, I called my neighbor to rescue the baggage, which luckily hadn't been stolen! Only the harira soup gives me some comfort tonight, after having had such a hideous adventure.