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... and towns that would be comparable to the pictures of slums I've seen in India. Just filth and squalor and despair. At other times we would be in farming land and we'd pass hectare after hectare of recently cut hay for kilometres on end.
The train would cross roads in the middle of nowhere yet there would be a man wearing a hi-vis vest stopping unsuspecting non-existent cars and pedestrians from being hit by the train.
We saw miles of cacti bushes that ...
In the last entry I alluded to the weather change. Well - it poured for several days so the Iberostar and Agadir were even more gloomier than before. It was cold, wet and windy. On the weather chart it looked cyclonic and was part of the floods sweeping across France and Spain. And that worried us. I did feel sorry for those who had flown in from the Northern Hemisphere for a week of sun! But then there was the realisation that our travel plans were also in jeopardy because of the ...
... lots of happy snaps were taken. The night ended when the clowns came out to dance on poles (true story) and a happy Mitesh left the club. Of course the mandatory stop at McDonalds was taken before devouring our dinner back at our riad.
The next day was spent exploring the souks. Hinesh met up with his special friend from the night before who was trying to sell him 3pounds for dirhams only to be told that it was a test of character that only 1 in 100 people were kind enough to ...
... when we left the snake charmers, one of the henna ladies came up to Sam to stencil some art on her hand. She basically saw some sucker tourists getting pulled into the snake charmer trap, so as we departed the snake charmers she was waiting for us, and grabbed ...
... to lead me to a place to eat. We walked and walked, until he was very far away from his home, about five kilometers I would say. He tells me his friend has a restaurant. I willing go. I am still cautious at this time. I have only been in Morocco for a few hours. We arrive at door on the side of a regular housing building. He bid me to follow him inside.
He led me up stairs and down hallways. The thought crossed my mind ...