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Well it's all come to an end now. Verging on 4 months of travel and 4 months of incredible memories and journeys. I've said that all before when I finished up travelling with Dina back in September. This last 2 weeks in Morocco have been something else, don't get me wrong I love travelling with Dina more than anything, it would have been amazing to have been able to do it with her but I really needed to do this by myself. Especially a country like Morocco. I have learnt ...
... but it had been nothing like this. We almost contemplated asking the driver to turn around and take us back to the relative sanity of the New City, but this was what we had come for, and I knew from the reviews that our new riad was worth the effort.
Our driver disappeared for a second, leaving us like frightened children in the melee. He soon returned with another man, who, he told us, would take us to our riad. We heaved our backpacks on, groaning under their ...
... would be your last.
Once over the Tizi n'Test (2092m) awe-inspiring pass, there was little road work and the drop-offs not as sheer. The road straighened out quite a bit and we could begin to make time the rest of the way to Marrakech.
Cut Rate Rental Company Nicked Us for an Extra $7
We had gone with a cut-rate car rent company who's airport office is the back of a ...
Fine breakfast although morning on the terrace a little chilly - as was last evening when we ate outdoors with a blanket across our shoulders! Then a priority to try to track Julia's DHL delivery - failed miserably - and get a doctor to inspect my head - very successful, all OK!!!
Then off to buy a new leather bag and visit the Bahia Palace. Very like the AlHambra in Spain in style, approach and decoration, rich and elaborate ...
Kamal calls everyone to their seats and I take mine with eyes downcast, feeling like Mr Bumble in Oliver Twist. My position as "life-changing volunteer" has, I am certain, been downgraded to "useless person".
So what should I do? Short of actually stealing the remains of whatever games they have, I don't think I can disappoint them further and joining in seems like my only hope of redemption.
They're singing. Lots and lots of singing, all ...