in/out

I am neither a moroccan, nor a tourist in this country.

I rent an apartment, buy bread from the bakery and go to the supermarket.

Yet I get treated like a tourist, people try to rip me off and sell me useless things like a wooden snake or a picture with a monkey.\

We are stalled with our project right now, so we have some extra time in our hands, but it is hot, and everything is expensive, and we are not tourists, and we are not locals.

So you end up every day feeling anxious/depressed... because you don't belong, but you belong enough that you cannot do much.

And there is over a month ahead of us...