It's just like home... only not

Sorry for the delay but not to worry I am still alive and everything is freaking awesome! So my site, hmm how to describe it... imagine Moab meets Glennwood Springs. It's totally desert surrounded by sandstone mountains; and I have a natural hot spring that's just a thirty minute bike ride from my place. My life is so hard, kind of like being on a two yaer working vacation.
I can't tell you exactly where I am for security stuff but I'm nearish a city called Rich. I will be working in the thirteen surrounding daours, too. I don't have a sbitar (clinic) in my site. The sbitar is a thirty to forty-five minute walk from my daour which makes it really inconvenient for the majority of my daours. So it seems that my next two years will be teaching people preventative healthy and basic first aid so they won't have to rely on the sbitar for everything. Also, my province (pop quiz, who remembers the name?) has a lot of PCVs (Peace Corps Volunteers) in it b/c it's in a part of the country that gets very little attention from the Moroccan gov. (Something about an assasination attempt on the previous king.) Having so many PCVs nearby means that we all work together to help each other with projects. I have two PCVs within a fifteen km radius of me so that's really nice.
I recieved a very warm welcome from my whole community, including the local officials. I told everyoine I will be working with the sbitar and the school and they told me they would help me in anyway they could. I could not possibly have asked for a better site or better people. Although I'm going to have to work a lot on my french b/c the big city authorities, and teachers I will be working with don't speak the Berber language I learned. They only speak Darija (Moraccan Arabic) and French. I already know the basics of French so I'm going to work on that rather than starting all over with Arabic.
There was one surprise though, I mean I should have logically realized if there is one animal the other would be here too. We have camel spiders, but don't worry there mostly small here, they don't get Iraq Camel Spider size. So far I've only encountered tiny ones about the size of a cupcake, although the other PCVs in the area tell me they can get as big as the scorpions. Oh yeah! We have scorpions too; guess who doesn't walk around barefoot. Me! And I've grown very fond of the vigorous shake I give all my clothes before putting them on, it's kind of thereputic really.
We had our final language test to see if I've learned Tamazirte well enough to be on my own in Moracco and I not only passed the test but I aced it. I absolutly had to make Novice High to pass-that's roughly what you're at after two school years of education. I scored Intermediate Low so I learned roughly three years worth of language skills in two months. Yes my friends, I have overcome my language learning block and become a linguist. HUZZAH!
One last thing, I know I'm rambling. I want to play a game with you guys, I have a funny-blister-story and I want to know if any of you can beat mine. Here in Marocco we don't have laundromats or washing machines, we do all of our laundry by hand. Well this requires finding your own method and style. In my first to learn my method I gave my self a blister... on the top side of my finger. So, I want to know if anyone has a sillier blister than a laundry blister?