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June 28, 2004Animated Ascent
DAY 248: "If there was any one song you could have in your head while riding the camels, what would it be?" Sebastian the 20-year-old Vancouverite asked me. I drew a blank. "I don't know." Sebastian revealed the one he had in mind, a song from his childhood when he was ten and I was in college: Prince Ali, mighty as he, Ali Ababwa... (from Disney's animated feature Aladdin) This was just one of the many references to cartoons throughout the day as we hiked up Djebel Toubkal, north Africa's highest peak at 4167m. ASL. We had a pretty late start in the day -- blame The Blog for eating up most of the morning -- but by 12:30 we were in a shared grand taxi (a beat-up old Mercedes that transports six) to the smaller town of Asni, 50 odd kilometers to the south. After stocking up on uncooked couscous, bread and Laughing Cow cheese wedges (a backpacker staple), we were in another shared grand taxi to ride the additional 17 km. to Imlil, the starting point of treks up Djebel Toubkal and other trails in and around the High Atlas range. We were approached by the usual touts, asking to be our guide up the mountain, but most of them stayed clear when Sebastian pointed to me and told them that he already had a Moroccan guide. Ah, the advantages of dark, sun-tanned skin.
Marge: What's brunch? It was this constant reference to this conversation that inspired a purchase on our way out of Imlil and onto the trail. "Hey, they have cantaloupe!" I said as we stood near a fruit stand. Having the cantaloupe actually excited us (it didn't take much to do that), and our brunch would come in time.
USING NO MAP BUT A DECENT WRITTEN DESCRIPTION of the trail in Sebastian's Let's Go guide, we made our way southbound through the valley on a well-marked, low-impact, gradually ascending trail (picture above) that followed a river upstream towards its source. There weren't many people hiking along with us since we had a fairly late start -- we started the average six-hour leg to the refuge at 2:30 in the afternoon -- which was sort of a welcome change from the craziness and crowds of Marrakesh. I had Sebastian set a timer on his digital watch to count down six hours from then, with the nonsensical but wishful thinking that the more time counted down, the closer our destination would get nearer, even if we spent most of the time taking breaks. About a third of the way up, we stopped under the shade of a tree for a lunch of Laughing Cow cheese sandwiches and to dry out our sweat-drenched shirts in the sun. It was the sort of time and place where one could look at the tall surrounding mountains and the distant waterfalls and truly have some deep thoughts. "Here's one for you," Sebastian said. "What's the first cartoon that started to know it was a cartoon?" Cartoons swirled through my head from old Disney cartoons to classic Warner Bros. cartoons, but I was drawing a blank. "Darkwing Duck," he said, citing an answer from his generation of early 1990's after-school cartoons. "I remember watching it once and thinking, something's not quite right here." (Mind you, this was coming from a guy who read Sartre in the minibus during the camel trek tour.) And so, our deep conversation about the self-aware post-modernist style of Darkwing Duck and other cartoons led us up the peak. I think it's safe to say it was the first conversation of its kind in the High Atlas mountains, or perhaps Morocco, or the entire continent of Africa. (I'm sure there are some Fan Boys in the U.S. who've had it.)
We took our time as we leisurely continued up the trail with our conversations of cartoons. "I'm actually really excited about the cantaloupe," I said. "Did we get that because of The Simpsons?" "Totally."
For dinner, Sebastian attempted to make a fire with his portable gas stove so we could make Marmite-flavored couscous (talk about improvisization), but it sort of went out of control and started to melt the plastic covering on the picnic table we had it on. The uncontrollable flames of the mini-stove continued when Sebastian put it on the ground with no success of taming it. We drew quite a crowd of staff members, including the young ones that couldn't have been older than twelve. In the end, we just used the stoves provided by the refuge's kitchen.
"I don't like taking orders from infants," Sebastian joked to me. Perhaps the grumpiness spawned from a lack of sleep, but it didn't matter; we called it a "hostile hostel" anyway. Disgruntled adolescence? These guys really could use a couple hours of cartoons...
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just to say hello & to say first.... enjoying the blog, you are traveling the world for us. thanks a million. marrakesh is really neat, the dunes are awesome. . Posted by: silent admirer on June 28, 2004 09:18 PM....right, and as if it weren't Erik who started every conversation with, "and did you see that episode of ......" Posted by: Sebastian on June 28, 2004 09:27 PMWe stumbled upon your travelblog three days ago, and it being weekend we have been pretty much reading it for three days in a row. wow, the scenery is beautiful. i love the waterfalls. that seems like a really nice hike to go on, i am jealous. and as for the cartoon who realizes that s/he is a cartoon, i would say it is actually the warner brothers episodes with bugs, elmer fudd and daffy, in which they take turns "drawing" each other one the white paper backgrounds, purposely making mistakes. i think my favorite was when elmer fudd erases bugs' ear, and replaces them with human ears, in which the response is "these are human ears, my friend. i want rabbit ears, looong ones." =) Posted by: alice on June 28, 2004 11:48 PMAlice is right - the scenery is beautiful. I love pictures of waterfalls - top notch, Mr. Erik. I think it's funny that you're having conversations about cartoons while hiking in Morocco - such real life/meaningful stuff!! I wanna be there discussing the Triplets of Belleville - and adding that to the convo! The goats are cute! Were they mean or nice? Posted by: Noelle on June 29, 2004 03:42 AMADRIENNE: Glad you like it... three days in a row? Awesome. Welcome aboard and pass the word along! Posted by: Erik on June 29, 2004 07:12 AMSILENT ADMIRER: I can still see your email address, Mom... ;P Posted by: Erik on June 29, 2004 07:14 AMdarkwing duck? the first self-aware cartoon...hmm..wouldn't Who Framed Roger Rabbit be the first? Since it was filmed in 1988 while DD was 1991-1995. Oh..but there's also Cool World..and didn't Bugs Bunny et. al always talked to the audience giving that impression that they are also under a spotlight? oh..and then there's that superfriends episode... Posted by: LovePenny on June 29, 2004 09:39 AMLP - yeah man...darkwing duck is sooooooo not the first...i'd have to agree with ALICE's comment with those looney tunes guys... "i'm not bad....i'm just drawn that way" Posted by: markyt on June 29, 2004 10:10 AMDefinately WB cartoons. Why else would Wile E. Coyote hold up a little sign just before he plumetted off a cliff that read "YIKES!" He knew we were watching! And then there's one of my favorite Bugs episodes, the one with the rabbititus outbreak... Oh, and the pics were very cool in this one! Sometimes I get caught up in the Hogumentary. Posted by: Christy on June 29, 2004 02:13 PMI would have to agree - the original looney tunes were classic - and they knew we were watching. Bugs would look directly at the "camera" when he was tormenting Elmer Fudd. Posted by: Noelle on June 29, 2004 03:51 PMAfter seeing the goat and the mountain, I feel like yodeling. :) Posted by: Risa on June 30, 2004 10:23 AMOkokok, I donīt have long to try to explain this right now, but I fear that I have been misunderstood. Iīll see if I canīt clarify: the idea was not so much that it was the first cartoon to do recognize itīs own cartoon nature, but more that it was the end of an era of cartoon naivete that existed (ex. tale spin, tom and jerry, ducktales....), where cartoons could truly exist independantly of reality; I believe Darkwing Duck to be the dawning of a new era of irony, sarcasm, and introspection (there were several-Iīll try to provide some more examples later, but the Animaniacs were perhaps the epitome). This is not to say that Bugs Bunny had not, in the past, drawn himself, talked to his creators, or that Wile E. Coyote did not know that we knew that he was headed off that cliff, but that the impact was not the same on the cartoon world. Once darkwing duck, a cartoon superhero himself, actually started subtly and not-so-subtly mocking cartoon superheros, all was changed. I donīt quite know why it had to be him, and maybe it was the whole conjuncture, but our animated friends could just never quite ignore his assaults on the cartoon world, and for a long time things were just not quite the same. Hence the heralding of post-modern Saturday mornings. Just some thoughts for y'all. Perhaps I lack a broader historical perspective, or perhaps it was the lack of oxygen that made me say it, but yet, even as a mere child, I sensed that something, somewhere, in that seemingly harmless cartoon just wasnīt quite right.... Posted by: Sebastian on June 30, 2004 01:28 PMOkokok, I donīt have long to try to explain this right now, but I fear that I have been misunderstood. Iīll see if I canīt clarify: the idea was not so much that it was the first cartoon to do recognize itīs own cartoon nature, but more that it was the end of an era of cartoon naivete that existed (ex. tale spin, tom and jerry, ducktales....), where cartoons could truly exist independantly of reality; I believe Darkwing Duck to be the dawning of a new era of irony, sarcasm, and introspection (there were several-Iīll try to provide some more examples later, but the Animaniacs were perhaps the epitome). This is not to say that Bugs Bunny had not, in the past, drawn himself, talked to his creators, or that Wile E. Coyote did not know that we knew that he was headed off that cliff, but that the impact was not the same on the cartoon world. Once darkwing duck, a cartoon superhero himself, actually started subtly and not-so-subtly mocking cartoon superheros, all was changed. I donīt quite know why it had to be him, and maybe it was the whole conjuncture, but our animated friends could just never quite ignore his assaults on the cartoon world, and for a long time things were just not quite the same. Hence the heralding of post-modern Saturday mornings. Just some thoughts for y'all. Perhaps I lack a broader historical perspective, or perhaps it was the lack of oxygen that made me say it, but yet, even as a mere child, I sensed that something, somewhere, in that seemingly harmless cartoon just wasnīt quite right.... Posted by: Sebastian on June 30, 2004 01:28 PMOkokok, I donīt have long to try to explain this right now, but I fear that I have been misunderstood. Iīll see if I canīt clarify: the idea was not so much that it was the first cartoon to do recognize itīs own cartoon nature, but more that it was the end of an era of cartoon naivete that existed (ex. tale spin, tom and jerry, ducktales....), where cartoons could truly exist independantly of reality; I believe Darkwing Duck to be the dawning of a new era of irony, sarcasm, and introspection (there were several-Iīll try to provide some more examples later, but the Animaniacs were perhaps the epitome). This is not to say that Bugs Bunny had not, in the past, drawn himself, talked to his creators, or that Wile E. Coyote did not know that we knew that he was headed off that cliff, but that the impact was not the same on the cartoon world. Once darkwing duck, a cartoon superhero himself, actually started subtly and not-so-subtly mocking cartoon superheros, all was changed. I donīt quite know why it had to be him, and maybe it was the whole conjuncture, but our animated friends could just never quite ignore his assaults on the cartoon world, and for a long time things were just not quite the same. Hence the heralding of post-modern Saturday mornings. Just some thoughts for y'all. Perhaps I lack a broader historical perspective, or perhaps it was the lack of oxygen that made me say it, but yet, even as a mere child, I sensed that something, somewhere, in that seemingly harmless cartoon just wasnīt quite right.... Posted by: Sebastian on June 30, 2004 01:28 PMHey Everybody! Erik, glad you are doing well and have good company. Sebastian seems like a character (no pun or reference to the cartoon discussion intended). Love the camel/dessert/market pics. The blog just keeps getting better. I'm certainly not suggesting you do this but I was thinking we are all so addicted at this point (uh, how many people are reading this at work?)...that you could prolly charge an access fee...(laugh) Hi Erik's Mom...Glad you are "chillin" per your last non anonymous note (smile) don't get too crunked to maintain the hustle...(keep on keepin' on).
"Let's get Dangerous!" Posted by: Td0t on July 1, 2004 12:16 AMFUNCHILDE - access charge, although interesting and i agree, people would pay... BUT, The Blog is priceless.... anyhow..it's the best global marketing for future books, videos, and all that good stuff.... Posted by: markyt on July 1, 2004 08:26 AM |
