Wednesday, April 25, 2012

Taking the Train to Fes

Saidia, Orientale, Morocco
25 04 2012

A Typical Saidia Street, Nice Houses
So the rental car never showed up yesterday.  It was booked for 0800 so we could get an early start on the 350 km drive to Fez or Fes as we are now calling it.  When in Morocco, do as the Moroccans I always say.  When our 0800 car had not shown up by 1200 we called to inquire.

"I forgot" was the explanation.  Your car will be there at 1300.

At 1300 we climbed on the local bus and went downtown.  I had some shorts I needed sewn, they having been caught on a hook on the boat and ripped along almost 12 inches of length.  In the Souq we picked the first tailor and in thirty minutes we had an expert repair.  Total cost: €1.  Plug the 25 cents for the bus ride).

Then we went walkabout the town.  Down one sidestreet we came upon a modern design house being constructed of cement.

The house had some interesting appointments inside so we took a look.  The construction crew, who were mixing all cement by hand using a wheelbarrow and a shovel noticed our interest and gave us a guided tour of the building.

Here is an example of the kind of workmanship you get in Morocco.  The crown mouldings and ceiliings were all formed in place by hand.

Happy with our tour we negotiated a taxi ride to nearby Oujda, a university town and terminus for the rail line which would take us to Fes.

Taxi for four of us to go 70 kliometres to Oujda cost MAD120 or €12.

Train fare to Fes, a five hour 300 mile journey is MAD120 (another €12) each for first class tickets.  Tomorrow we ride the rails to Fes.
There was one slightly unnerving bit to the trip: the highway skirts the Morocco - Algeria border.  This border is lined with armed Algerian fortifications every kilometre or so.  These border posts look like French Foreign Legion forts from the old black and white movies.

Algerian Border Station Shot from a Moving Taxi
In the last photo you see the bottom of a mountain which has a white line painted on it.  This line is the Algerian border.  The taxi driver was nervous about even stopping at the Mirador to let us out.  Message is clear: Stay out of Algeria.  Algeria Does Not Want You.

Monday, April 23, 2012

Boneheaded Banks: Paypal Disappoint Again

Saidia, Morocco
23 04 2012

Today we rented a car to drive about Morocco a bit.  The price was right and we would like to tour the north central bits of Morocco and maybe take in the city of Fez or Fes.

A good idea would be, we thought, to download a map of Morocco and Fez to use with our GPS enabled tablet computers.  So I tried.

It is impossible.  There is a Blackberry app with a downloadable detail map of Morocco but when I tried to buy it Paypal denied me.  Paypal it seems, the internet bank that touts itself as the international business payment system, freezes solid when it gets to Africa.  Maybe no one at head office of that international payment system has heard of Africa?

Worse when the gurus at Paypal found out I was trying to use them to pay while I was standing in Morocco they shut down my Paypal account and it is now frozen forever.  They tried to give me a chance and called me at my home phone number: the one in London Ontario.  For some reason I was not there.

So use Paypal for international payments only so long as you stay inside the borders of your own country.

Somebody should buy those morons a dictionary.

Sunday, April 22, 2012

We Swam in the Mediterranean Today. From the South Shore

Saidia, Morocco
22 04 2012

Less than 10 km from the Algerian border

Wind was back up this afternoon so we went swimming in a sea of growing breakers.  Saidia has ten or fifteen miles of beach on each side, well not on the East side because you run into Algeria but there is sand as far as you can see.  

Our course shells of skin were sandblasted smooth by the time we got to the showers to rinse off the salt.  

Heard there was a frost warning in Toronto. 


The Road to Saidia

21 04 2012
Saidia Marina, Morocco

35 06 61 N
02 17 74 E

When You Arrive Saidia Marina is Welcoming and Attractive
Saidia, Morocco is a simple 36 nautical mile sail eastbound out of Melilla, Spain's tiny outpost pinpricked on a peninsula jutting out of north Africa.

Advertising Image of Saidia Marina
It Is Accurate
Our month long barrage of 40 knot winds ended one afternoon and next day we sailed.  Our concern was that we would be beset by calms and forced to motor.  Ironically given our frustration with the unending winds we actually wanted wind for just that one day of sailing.  We got them.  Perfect 20 knots out of the west with 2 metre waves following us the entire trip.  Overnight winds died and we are indeed beset by calms.

Finding Saidi

It is a bit difficult to find Saidia Marina as it is not shown on any electronic charts, not even our totally up to date $500 CMap chartplotter charts.

Enroute the Budget Committee Emerges for Her Watch
Our very expensive Imray MedGuide had virtually no information on Saidia and if you choose to come here, and you should, you are on your own.  I guess the British publishers have decided no one will go to Morocco.  This is a big mistake on their part and once discovered Saidia should become very popular indeed.

Islands in the Stream
The Marina is NOT located at or even near the town of Saidia as we discovered to our discomfort.  We sailed direct to that town out of Melilla, foregoing a coastal cruise because the waves were pushing us hard into the shore.  A little distance is a good thing in these circumstances just in case propulsion fails.

A word of caution here: the GPS did not provide reliable coordinates and were off by several miles.  This may be due to the NATO exercises being conducted on the island of Alboran just north of Melilla or perhaps some other physical anomoly.  Today readings are rock solid.  A good plan, if weather permits, would be to run the coast until you spot the high rock breakwater protecting the marina.  It is 2 to 3 nautical miles west of the town of Saidia marked on your charts.

Once Found Saidia Marina is a Gem
Whatever, we overshot the marina by about 4 kilometres.  Luckily the boat we travelled with, Calypso, which was a bit behind us saw a large sailboat exit the marina as they passed.  This boat, B 40 we think, British flagged, failed to return a radio hail from Calypso which was just plain rude.  Buoyed by the exit of that boat Calypso ventured closer to shore and found the marina.  This left us with a 2 mile slog into 2 metre waves and 20 knot winds to make back the distance of our overshoot.

Clearing In Procedures

Clearing in was a pleasure.  Our radio call to the marina was returned with a slip assignment and directions to the pontoon.

You need to take care as there is a long entrance to the marina proper and the channel has silted in and narrowed.  The channel is marked (treat the yellow markers as if they are green and once past the turning basin keep close to the wall) but slow ahead is the order of the day.

Moroccan officials met our boat as we docked.  Everyone was pleasant and businesslike.  Four men boarded the boat, asked a number of questions, reviewed our documents and then after the necessary inspections were made we all retired to a spaceous office to complete the formal paperwork.

It seemed to be appreciated that we brought photocopies of our passports and official boat documents.  Perhaps it was just that this was a sign that we treated their jobs with respect. 

Entire the process took half an hour.

We love it here.

Daily Grind: Food, Currency and Transport

Moroccan currency is the Dirham which trades about 11 to the Euro so make it 9 cents or a dime Canadian.  Our €100 bought us DH1,80 at the Societe Generale located at the marina.  Lunch at a fancy french style resto cost us DH100 tip included for meal, ice cream sunday and non alcoholic beverage.  Food was excellent.

There is a well stocked supermarket, Marjane, at the marina and prices for most items are similar to Spain.  Meat and cheese is very expensive (twice the price or more) so bring these items with you.

The Bread Truck
There is a bus running every half hour from the marina into Saidia and there you can go crazy in the Souq.

Below Connie Enters the Outdoor Market at Saidia

Butcher Shop in the Souq
And if Don't Want the Main Selections You Can always choose some stomach or lungs, above.  Or maybe some Goat's Head.

Different tastes indeed.

Thursday, April 19, 2012

How to Sail Into Melilla

19 04 2012
Last day in Melilla, Spain before heading off to Saidia, Morocco

Lighthouse at the Fortress, Melilla
Sailing into Melilla was most accurately described to us by the singlehander who crewed "OLLI".  "It is easy" he said "Even at night it is lighted up like day."

Well it is easy and we sailed in about 4:30 a.m. one morning and it is indeed lighted up like daytime.

Here is the entry:

This takes you to the fuel dock at the marina.
We tried to hail the marina and the authorities before we entered the harbour using channels 9 and 16 oin the VHF but to no avail.  Marina staff were waiting at the fuel dock so we know our calls were received.

Even at 0400 we were signed into the marina, assigned a slip and tied up with help from the marineros.

Relevant Information:


offseason  €0.1581 per square metre per day.  This includes water and electric. For Meredith this was €5.95 per day.

Fuel: Diesel is just under €1.07 per litre at the marina today.  We understand prices are well over €1.50 per litre on the mainland.


This marina is as secure as any we have been in.  The Port Police office is right at the transient dock, the Guardia Civil patrol hourly, the Policia Local twice daily from their office on the other side of the marina and the National Police show up whenever they feel like it.


SHOWERS: clean and water is hot and abundant.  During our stay the military was running diving exercises and the guys all showered at the end of day.  Then the showers ran cold.  Solution was not to shower between 1700 and 1900.

GROCERIES: are readily available and only one or two percent more than mainland Spain, if that.  If you have urgent needs on arrival use the mini Supersol store only two blocks from the marina.  The big Supersol is four blocks away.  You can choose between Supersol (big and small), Dia (small), SPAR (no idea) and LIDLs (big) and all are within a 15 to 20 minute walk.

CHANDLERS: There are two well stocked chandlers.  One is located in the Casino which runs along the front of the marina and the other is in the shed on the yard.  I recommend you use the chandler in the shed as prices and brands were more acceptable.  The chandler in the casino was very dear.

Melilla Essentials.  Click to Enlarge.  Transient Dock is circled in Purple
The Playas are incredible - Like Ft. Lauderdale without the Rascacielos

HAULOUT: Our friends hauled out while we were here.  The cost was €94 each way (in and out).  Pressure wash was charged at 2 hours labour @ €40 per hour.  It was the best pressure wash I have ever seen.  Nothing was left on the hull or the prop.

While on the hard the cost of stay was €2.50 per day.  I understand the rates go up after ten days so do not linger.  There are only two cradles for transient boats so only two boats can be hauled out at any given time.

MECHANIC: The mechanic who ran the yard and the shop impressed us as knowledgeable and gave our friends good advice on drive train issues.  He called Holland when my friend took issue with his advice and spoke to Vetus to verify prop size and pitch.  The mechanic had everything right and Vetus only confirmed what the man had already advised.  Our friend's boat works very well now and the bill was reasonable.  Shop rates are €45 per hour.

Overall:  We give Melilla an A.  Friendly, safe, clean, cheap, good shopping and groceries, decent mechanic and one of the best beaches we have cafe'd in a long time.  Happy we came.  Wish we had come sooner.

Before coming here we read accounts of diseased beggars thronging the streets of Melilla, lying in the gutters, ignored, while they suffered horribly from disabilities.   Nothing could be further from our experience.

Now we must ready the boat to make for Saidia.  Fuel there is reported to be €0.72 per litre.

Tuesday, April 17, 2012

A Tiny Bit More on WiFi Networks on Boats

17 04 2012

Today we walked over the border from Spain into Morocco.  Who knew Spain had an outpost in Africa?  Not us until we sailed over here.  In fact they have two, maybe more if we look hard.  We're looking.

There are no photographs of the border or the border town on the Moroccan side.  Vibrant hard working struggling humans need a hand up, a bit of encouragement with the difficult business of living life.  What is not needed is some moron walking around with a camera taking "poverty tourism" photos.  That would be insulting - to the idiot with the camera.

Our excursion decided us to continue sailing along the coast of Morocco for a while, taking advantage of new marinas available at good rates.  Morocco, under its new king, is trying to reform its economy.  Tourism is a logical first place to start.

A while back I wrote a quick blog about setting up a wifi network on your boat so you could pay for one wifi internet connection for the boat and then share it with all the crew.

It is only a bit trickier to share a wifi internet connection.  You  can do it without any additional equipment by using Microsoft's Internet Connection Sharing software in Win7 and loading a program called Connectify.  There are others but Connectify is easy.  Some boaters had issues with Connectify but had trouble sharing their wifi on a standard wireless router.  This is intended to help those sailors.

There are only three steps:

A.  Buy and Setup a wifi router.

B. Set up Internet Connection Sharing for the wifi adapter in the computer you will be using to connect to the marina wifi system.

C. Connect your laptop or shipboard computer to your router.  It is hard to believe but most people connect their wifi computer to the wrong port in the wireless router.


Buy a cheap wireless router.  Ours cost $14.95 in the cheapie bin at Tigerdirect in London ON.

Reset the router.  Stick a pin or nail in the reset button at the back and HOLD IT PRESSED IN for at least 30 seconds.  This resets the router.  You will save yourself a lot of grief by resetting.

Run the setup wizard.  You need to know some basic facts which will be in the manual: the url of the router, your username and password.  The URL will often be or or something that looks like that.  Open your web browser and type this number into the address box (do not use www or http or anything, just the number).

Choose WPA 2 Personal encryption unless you want everyone in the marina using your internet and perusing your movie collection while you sleep.

Set Up Internet Connection Sharing.

You must tell your laptop you are going to share its wifi internet connection.  This is not hard but there are a lot of buttons to push.  Here is the button by button guide.

1. Click on the Start Button (the circle at the bottom left of the computer screen)
2. Choose "Control Panel"
3. If your computer lists control functions by [Category] then choose [view network status and tasks].  If your computer lists control functions as  a list choose [Network and Sharing Centre].  A new menu will come up.
4. On the menu on the left hand side choose [Change Adapter Settings].  A list of network connections comes up.
5. Looking at the list you will see one choice called [Local Area Network].  Do not touch this but make sure it is there.  You will also see a choice called [Wireless Network Connection].  If you are using more than one wireless connection choose the one you are going to use to connect to the internet.
6. Right click on the icon for the wireless network connection.  From the list of choices that is presented choose [Properties]. It will be at the bottom of the list. A properties window will open up.
7. In the properties window there will be two tabs.  Select the tab called [Sharing].
8. On the Sharing page there are two boxes.  Tick them both.  For most people that is all you have to do. If you are using more than one wifi adapter another box will open up asking you to select the connection over which you will be sharing internet.  Choose [Local Area Connection].

You are done with setting up the Internet Connection Sharing and you should now close all the boxes.


Start Button
Control Panel
Network and Sharing Centre
Change Adapter Settings
Right click on [Wireless Network Connection]
Tick Both Boxes.

Connecting your laptop to the router:

The last step to setting up a wifi network on a boat is the easiest but is often done wrong.

Plug one end of a network cable into your laptop nand plug the other end into the WAN port on the back of your router.  It might be labelled "WAN" or "Internet" and should have yellow markings.   Most consumer wireless routers have a set of four ports or plugs in a single block.  Do not use these.  The router will have a fifth port which is separate from the other four: coloured yellow, takes the plug upside down to the others, has a big gap between it and the other four, something like that.  It is usually easy to spot the WAN port.  

You plug your laptop into this WAN port.  

Nothing will blow up or break if you plug your laptop into the wrong plug but no one will have internet access.

Now all you have to do is turn on your other devices, log into the wireless network you have just created and use the internet everywhere.  

Another advantage is that you can share files between your laptop and your other devices so, for example you can watch movies on your Playbook which are stored on the external harddrive plugged into your laptop.  

Your 80 GB music file (thanks to a friend indeed who must remain unnamed for fear of reprisals ) can be played anywhere your network reaches - drinks on shore, other boats, whatever.  No wires needed.  We take our music with us and now can share movies with other boats without having to move computers around.  We just log the other boat into our network and upload or download files.  

Yesterday we planned our trip to Saidia with another boat.   Sitting int their cockpit we brought up Google earth, plotted the route, checked for obstructions, measured the distances and then checked passageweather.  This is way cool. 

Monday, April 16, 2012

The Spanish Know What to Call Their Banks

Autonomous City of Melilla, Spanish Africa

In Spain the retail banks are mainly called "cajas"  Some of the banking firms have names like Cajamar and Unicaja.

Here's the thing.  In Spanish the "j" is a hard sound akin to clearing your throat but quickly.  If you slip only slightly you end up turning it into a "k" sound which is all wrong for the language but perfectly appropriate for a name to call a bank.

For readers foreign to Canadian euphemisms "kaka" is the word used by excessively precious yuppy mothers for their baby's bowel movements.  "Oh, did my little darling go kaka in his didi?".  Apparently excrement or bowel movement or scat are terms too harsh for the delicate sensibilities of urban infants.  So city kids go kaka.

I share the popular view that most banks are kaka, especially the Canadian ones.  But now I get to say it.  "Bye dear.  I must go kaka.  Back in a minute".

Who'd have thought foreign languages could be so much fun?

Sunday, April 15, 2012

Around Here the Americans Have British Accents and Carry German Passports

15 04 2012
Melilla, Spain, Africa

Where We Are in the Med

Spain's Tiny Circle of Africa
Melilla circled in yellow
While there are virtually no US flagged vessels sailing the Mediterranean when you eavesdrop on some of our conversations you discover that Americans can be found everywhere.  They are just disguised as Brits or Germans.  Listen in to a cockpit conversation between our boat and D##$%@, a Beneteau sailed by two lovably crazy Germans.

D: I can't believe those Turks.  They have put in force a law that says ve can only stay in Turkish vaters for 90 days out of 180.  This is ridiculous.

Bob: D, that is the same law that Germany has for us Canadians.  In fact Germany's law is worse because we only get 90 days in all the whole of the Schengen Zone.  You get 90 days in only Turkey.

D: Well, I did not know this.  But ve haf immigration problems and ve must control tightly our borders from foreigners.

Bob: Got that D.  But the Turkish government says they changed their immigration rule to tighten up their own immigration enforcement.

D:  But it is so unreasonable. .....

Or this conversation held recently with a British couple living in a lovely villa near Saidia, Morocco.

He: We come to Melilla to buy most of our needs.

Me: I guess the shopping is pretty bad in Morocco?

He: Well they have some nice items but when you go into one of their shops they expect you speak Arabic.

Me: ????? ......

So, as far as I can tell there are lots of good old American sensibility around here despite the lack of flags.  Lucky for us the clones like the originals are so good natured.

A Note, Not a Sailing Note, to Sailors Who Might Consider Melilla

15 04 2012
Melilla, Oriental, Spain AFRICA

Budget Committee Strolls through the Souq (African Market)
in Melilla

Spice Market in the Souq
From our frustration being unable to get out of Almerimar you might suspect we did not enjoy our time there.  You would be incorrect.  Not totally incorrect either.  It is complicated.  We had just been there too long.  Living for six months in a sedentary sailing community taught us a whole new set of survival skills which are very akin to those same skills needed to survive life in a small town.  Like the town we used to live in.

Some of what we learned we intend to share with fellow travellers, but in a future post.  A little time and a fuzzy memory will savour not sour the telling.

Just Off the Boat: The BC, Hanno and Paula
blaze their first trail in Melilla
As is so often the case the voices in our midst which spoke of the horrors of Melilla (one person actually used the word horrors) and urging we reconsider our trip were incorrect.

One view from the Plaza de Espana, Melilla
 Melilla is one of the nicest ports into which we have sailed so far in Europe, exceeded only by Seville (mind you vastly exceeded by Seville).  It is far less expensive than Almerimar; it is clean, the showers are bright and warm and hot and there are no disintegrating hulks of empty buildings lurking on your every horizon and closing you in.

Protective Sea Wall Circling the Old Town
Constructed by Hand in 1540 something
Big thank yous go out to the sole crewmember of the German flagged, Olli, for his dead on accurate navigation advice for entering the harbour ("no problem at all.  Even in the night it is lighted like day.  You will enjoy your time there") and to Graham and Suzy on Silenta ("Melilla?  Good choice.  That would be my first destination out of here too.) and finally to Paula and Hanno on Calypso who when they learned of our destination said only "Us too.  When do we leave?"

One of Eight or Ten Tree Lined Boulevards in Downtown Melilla
And We Have Only Begun to Explore
The BC At Our Slip,
Rif Mountains in the Background
In a twenty minute walk of the marina we have found two Supersol groceries, one huge, a Maxi Dia, a Spar a humungous new Lidls (all grocery stores), half a dozen butchers and a handful of green grocers.  Prices for food are maybe 2 percent higher than mainland Spain on average but really most items are the same or less (Cruz Campo Beer is €9.50 for a case of 24).  The Souq or african market sources everything fresh you could ever need at fractional costs of store bought food.  And they have spice.  Mountains of spice so fragrant you could just dive in and flop around in the delightful scents.

A FLowerpot Wall in the Old City
The marina is safe.  Patrolled by Port Police and the Guardia Civil hourly or more.  Charges for our boat are €6 per day including IVA, electric and water.  The marina is clean and professional.  I wish we had Fumi and Paco and several of trhe other marineros from Almerimar here.  They were an exceptional crew but this marina runs well.

Internet is €6.18 per week including IVA and it works well.  Access is however tightly controlled.  You buy the service from the Port Police and they not only monitor your comings and goings they control them.  Many sites are barred.

Every Building Maintained, Trees Abound
A Beautiful Urban Environment
If you want a living town, great inexpensive fresh food, great accommodations, a lovely walkable town with really good cafes and beaches and full city amenities come to Melilla.  You will not regret it.   If you do you know where to reach me.

We wish we had escaped our winter cocoon a month ago or more.  If we knew then what we know now we would have tried a lot harder.

Here is the ugliest scene we have found in Melilla.   It is of the working harbour in Nador, Morocco, visible from our cockpit.  There in the 50 MPH (80 KPH) winds we had here two days ago a shimmering shifting cloud of coal dust was kicked up .  Absolutely mesmorizing.  The camera and my lack of skill therewith has leached all aesthetics.

Nador seen from Melilla

Here is the anemometer from the boat I photo'd right after the picture above.  It is in nautical miles per hour so multiply by 1.2 to get MPH and by 2 to get KPH.

The wind is back today.


Happy in Melilla

Friday, April 13, 2012


09 04 2012
Melilla, Espana, Africa

She was a decent small town jeweller, her husband a simple country lawyer.

When they met and married in 1981 she made the first move of her life: she packed up all her worldly possessions and carted them, entire, the distance of four kilometres "from the country" where she lived with her parents to the house in Lucan where she would live with her husband, bear and raise a decent family of three good children and manage her store.

The decision to marry was a careful one: she and her husband to be agreed only a month after meeting that this would be their fate.  That was thirty one years ago.

The day she set up housekeeping with her husband the population of the Village of Lucan was 1,854.

Twenty years after they married the woman considered that her children were maturing.  She reasoned that she and her husband would need new interests and challenges to help them acclimate to life without children.  An advertisement in the local paper offered sailing lessons  and she made arrangements both for lessons and a summer of "rental" of a sailboat.  After the arrangements were made she asked her husband what he thought about learning to sail.

Sailing did not settle well on the couple.  The first two weeks of lessons left them both exhausted and feeling stupid.  Convinced they were not cut out even for casual enjoyment of life on the water they persevered.

By the end of the first summer they decided to buy a small boat, just to try.

Next summer on their first long distance sail in their new boat they sailed themselves into a storm in a treacherous passage and foundered on rocks in Georgian Bay.  Their boat suffered terrific damage.  She was taken off the boat by the Coast Guard at 3 in the morning.

That was the beginning.

In 2004 the woman and her husband left Lucan with their son to sail to the Caribbean.  They sold their house.  The population of Lucan the day before she left was 1,856.

Today that woman landed her sailboat on the shores of Africa.  To get here she sailed the St Lawrence River and the waters of the North Atlantic.  She experienced things most people only ever imagine and some things no one could ever dream up.  It is her story that the ocean crossing required far more nerve than it did skill.

Stepping onto the firma in Melilla, soil of Africa, gateway to the heart of darkness her first thought was to call her children.  She missed them.

Friday, April 6, 2012

I Gave Up Yesterday But They Still Want More....

06 04 2012
Two Months Late Leaving Almerimar

Tomorrow' Paul Williams tells us' is a resting place for bums, a trap set in the slums, a day that never comes.  But I know the score.

Today is the lightest day of wind and waves for the past sixteen.  Here is how it looks, right here, right now, right off of Passageweather.  The reddish orange line is our intended course:



A couple of boats, one hardy the other desperate, departed Almerimar about a week ago when the wind shifted from out of the East to out of the West.  Then the westerlies filled in and even the fishing boats are loathe to go out.  It is a difficult entry over the bar here and as the waves build the degree of difficulty only increases.

Not wimps we do not prefer an overnight sail in 25 knot winds and 2 metre waves.  The two metres is average after all. 

Current forecasts indicate tomorrow afternoon late will give us the window we need to cross the Med and start the new season.  

The Song Tomorrow on YouTube at

Here are the lyrics:

Tomorrow, as they say
Another working day and another chore
An awful price to pay
I gave up yesterday
But they still want more

They are bound to compare me
To Fred Astaire when I'm done
Anyone who feels the rhythm
Movin' through em
Knows it's gonna do em good
To let the music burst out

When you feel assured
Let the people know it
Let your laughter loose
Until your scream
Becomes a love-shout, ah

Tomorrow's far away
Tomorrow, as they say,
Is reserved for dreams
Tomorrow's looking grey
A playground always locked
Trains no winning teams

I won't take no for an answer
I was born to be a dancer now
Anyone who feels the rhythm through em
Knows it's gonna do em good
To let the music burst out
When you feel assured
Let the people know it.
Let your laughter loose
Until your scream becomes a love shout