Going to the bus stop having our luggage in the push cart.
Bus ride between Essaouira and Marrakesh takes about 3 hours and costs 6.50 Euros. We left Essaoiura at 3:00 pm on a tourist bus with air conditioning, much much better bus trip than the one before.
The bus was almost full, mostly tourists and few Moroccans. When Mark and I got to our seats we could not even get to sit because the people, father and daughter in front of us leaned their chairs back to the maximum. I asked politely to be so kind to put the chair in the up right position so we can get in and sit comfortably. In a very defensive voice the father said that he wants to be comfortable and he is entitled to lean the chair back. Whereas I agreed with him I tired to explain that it would be nice for us to feel comfortable as well and is that particular situation it was not possible. He was really mad and rude, I decided not to carry the conversation anymore. Also in the same time a girl who was sitting across of me went to the back of the bus and waved at me to come over.
I end up sitting by her on the only 2 empty back seats on the bus. She was Moroccan and she spoke English very well as she studied Business in Philadelphia for 3 years. She went to visit friends in Essaouira and now she was going back home to Marrakesh. We talked about Morocco and travel, people, climates, Marrakech, food. She offered me very yummy Moroccan home made cookies.
At the end the bus ride was very pleasant. Mark sat in our seats and he told me that the father told the daughter that we are rude because we are “Americans”!
Sometimes we wonder why people travel and what in fact they learn from travel. Most people learn to happily agree to make a bit of adjustment on their comfort to accommodate fellow travelers – win , win situation, everyone is happy. Also most travelers learn and treat others with planet earth human respect that doesn’t have anything to do with one “place of birth”.
We were sad for this man and father and especially for his wife and kids. We don’t know where the man was from and where he was travelling but to us so far he is been wasting his family money.
We got to Marrakech around 6:30 pm. It was Hot!
I called Maria in Marrakech (Maria is the neighbor and friend of our friend from Montpellier) and the key for the apartment has arrived just that morning. We were so happy, we have an apartment to stay in Marrakech.
We took a taxi (again we were cheated and charged more) and moved in the apartment. The apartment is beautiful!
It did not take too long to settle in!
This is the view from the apartment.
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