Trip Start Mar 11, 2007
20Trip End Apr 13, 2007
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Then the next day I set out to meet Mike in Casa. On the way out the door of my hotel at 7 am, I saw a homeless junkie chasing another homeless junkie with a knife or wrench all the way down the street and back. They were both dirty and exhausted from running. I decided to stay out of that one, but a businessman tried to intervene and the guy gave chase again, screaming wildly all the time. Geoff Gaston, I honestly can't make this stuff up! Violent Homeless Morroccan Knife-Wielding Junkies
I caught the train to Casa and realized that every train is late, but not too late. And there is no guarantee of seats in 2nd class. I've taken 5 trains now and stood for about 3 hours twice now. I met Mike at the airport right on time. Amazing since there is so much that can go wrong. We set out right away to catch 2 trains to Marrakesh with just minutes to spare.
That was a super long travel day for both of us. About 12 hours or so each. And then since we had no hotel reservations, we set out to try to find something at dusk, perhaps my least favorite thing to do while backpacking. The name of the game is to drop the anchor (pack) at a safe place ASAP. Marakesh is much larger than either of us realized. And absolutely full of tourists because of the Easter break. We found our way to a French run hotel to find it was full but there was a chance that he could squeeze us in.
I set out to hunt other hotels while Mike waited there to see if the owner could convince a family to share one room instead of two. I checked 4 hotels in the area and they were all full. Drag. I headed back thinking we had a long night ahead of us but Mike smiled when I walked back into the Toulousan Hotel. Score. It was a nice place with 2 lovely courtyards, breakfast included, friendly staff, etc. We called this home for the next days.