The place I was most apprehensive about doing business was Morocco (Iran and Turkmenistan which come next should probably worry me but don’t). Having spent the last couple of weeks here, I feel like Morocco and I can be friends. I have understood and accepted their system of working, which is that everyone gets a piece of the pie – taxi drivers, hotel staff, guides, policemen … and whilst it still registers, it has stopped bothering me as it did initially. That, finding a partner who is nice, has a zillion contacts and lovely helpful staff, and of course the carpets, lamps, sabra, metalwork, silver jewellery etc. has made this trip a huge success. I leave tired and content.
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Not to forget the trains that never arrive at the platform they are supposed to resulting in a last-minute dash across the tracks with luggage in tow…
Luckily didn’t happen to me and some kind soul always helped get my suitcase up on to the luggage rack! Have to rethink my suitcases though – not suited to one night stops.