Day 18: farewell to MoroccoDecember 15, 2018 in Morocco ⋅ ☀️ 18 °C
Crepes, honey and coffee again at the terrace restaurant and some final photos in the Djemaa el Fna. It's relatively quiet in the early morning but there are some fruit juice vendors. I have a deliciously bitty orange juice but the men are well skilled in the art of upselling. Grape juice, monsieur? Pineapple? Pomegranate? Maybe it's because I don't go the extra mile that they look a bit grumpy in the photo!
It's time for the taxi to the airport and spend the last of my Moroccan currency on those old standbys, fridge magnets. It's remarkable that a country with a culture so unlike ours can be only 3 1/2 hours flight away. It's been a good trip and I look forward to going back one day.
At Gatwick, 3 degrees C and torrential rain welcome me. Still, there's the chance to get wet again inside as I meet friends at a pub near Victoria. As it turns out, I will miss by a few days the drone attack which is to cripple Gatwick for 30 hours. There's something to be said for returning home in good time for Christmas.Read more