Last night was insane in Marrakech. The streets were electrifying and the energy and happiness permeating from every inch of every persons body was a sight to be seen. It all came down to a little game we call soccer. But this was no ordinary game. Morocco beat Algeria 4-0 last night in Marrakech.
From Friday afternoon you could not get a quiet moment wherever you tried to hide. The streets were alive with sounds of honking,horn blowing, hooting, and hollering. It went late into the night and started again early Saturday morning. It didn't cease until game time. At half time it started up again when Morocco were 2-0 in front. As the final siren went people spilled onto the streets from cafes, bars and households. People hugged, people danced, people sang, and people did down right dangerous acts all to celebrate this monumental victory. Families zipping past on a scooter waving flags, young buff boys chanting passionately and even a young man stripped down to his underwear rejoicing on top of a car.
Friends and I joined the festivities dancing on the streets and furiously waving the Moroccan flag. Upon re entering the venue where we watched the game at we were dragged onto the dance floor by staff and proudly wrapped our adopted country, Morocco's flag around us waving four fingers in the air.
After an emotional and saddening couple of months succeeding the Cafe Argana explosion Morocco is once again alive with the sound of VIVE LE MAROC.
