Morocco

The drive to Fes was about 300 kilometres, and according to Google should have take 4 hours. Of course when we planned our first nights sleep there, we didn't calculate a few extra hours of finding a rental car company in the afternoon... Regardless we needed to get there somehow. The drive was super interesting as the terrain changed every half an hour from orchards to mountains to fields and then finally to something more dry, and more what we expected from Morocco. My most vivid memory is probably the forests we drove past where the ground was covered with trash probably up to your knees. And I'm sure we've already met donkeys and goats and humans on the road. Driving in Morocco was crazy but it was all more or less fine until it got dark, and we had to drive on a small, really dark road with Seamus getting tired. I know I was counting down every minute of driving there, even though it probably wasn't more than half an hour driving there, it felt like forever. We actually drove past a really brutal looking car accident, which reaffirmed us in thinking we need to be really careful. We got stopped by our first roadblock police already this day too, but what we've read proved to be true :the King ordered the police to stop bothering turists, so he just asked us something funny (something about football maybe?) and sent us on our way. When we finally arrived on the borders or Fes, we were relieved, but that's only because we didn't know what driving in the city would be like (and finding our riad...)Okumaya devam et