Trip Metrics at the Two Month Mark

Days of travel: 61
Countries visited: 3
Cities explored: 26
Days spent in English-speaking countries: 0
Flights: 3
Cancelled flights: 1 (I'm still mad, Iberia)
Bus trips: 8 (4 tourist buses; 4 Moroccan chicken buses)
Train trips: 14
Grand taxi/van rides: 8
Lodging establishments stayed in: at least 28
Nights spent in a tent in the Sahara: 1 (Still gives me goosebumps to think of it!)
Pictures taken: 6,189
Mosques and medersas visited: 3
Cathedrals visited: at least 6
Michelangelo sculptures spotted: at least 6
Picassos viewed: more than 60
Museums visited: ummmm, probably north of 25
Guidebooks used: 8
Guidebooks jettisoned after leaving the cities/regions/countries in question: 7
Other books read: 6 (Emma, Madame Bovary, Sense and Sensibility, The Immortal Life of Henrietta Lacks, Winter in Madrid, Leaving Tangier)
Books currently reading: 3 (A Room With A View, Dracula, and, nerd alert, Paul Ginsborg's A History of Contemporary Italy 1943-1980)
Cases of bedbug bites: 1 (I'm looking at you, Auberge Riad Douzi in Marrakesh)
Cases of bedbug bites resulting in disgusting large lumps on my legs filled with clear fluid which hurt and bled when ruptured: 1 (anything to say for yourself, Auberge Riad Douzi in Marrakesh? Hmm? Hmm?)
Aerial bombing by birds: 2
Muggings: 1
Aerial bombings by birds occurring within a half hour of being mugged: 1
Cases of food poisoning-related puking: 1 (Ah, Fez, the memories. . . .)
Days when breakfast in Morocco consisted of dry white bread: 31
Vegetable tagines consumed: estimating at least 25
Pounds lost in Morocco: best guess, between 7 and 10
Pounds gained in Italy thus far: best guess, between 5 and 7
Additional pounds to be gained in Italy: too fearful to contemplate but not so fearful as to prevent one from eating gelato and pasta every day
Phone calls received: 0
Dishes washed: 2
Average amount of time spent on chores of any kind: maybe 1 hour per week
Pieces of snail mail received: 0
Minutes of television watched: maybe about 30 cumulatively
Hours frittered away on Facebook: a hilarious or horrifying amount, depending on how you look at it
Days I've worn jeans or dress clothes: 0
Days I've wanted to be exactly where I am: 61
Amazing people met: countless
Experiences I will never forget: countless
Miles traveled: Many, but not enough yet.