We left our friend’s nice apartment Tuesday at noon.
We had a good time here, made lots of yummy meals, and had nice cold milk, yogurt, and watermelon. The advantage of an apartment over a hotel especially in a hot climate is having a Fridge. Mark had every morning cereal with cold milk. Mark is very particular about his cereal with cold milk. He made such a fuss about having milk really cold. I hope he will eat cereal and cold milk every morning at his home, otherwise he will be in trouble.
Our next and last destination in Morocco is Rabat. We got second class train tickets to save a bit of money; the tickets were 12 Euros each for a 5 hour ride.
The train left half an hour late; the first hour or so of the train ride was very pleasant; in one compartment for 8 people we were just four; Mark and I and 2 ladies, one Moroccan and the other Dutch-Moroccan visiting family. We had a nice conversation in French and English about Morocco, Europe, and travelling in general.
After the train started to get crowded and hotter. There is an air conditioner in the train, but is weak and sporadic. More people came into our compartment and many people stood outside in the corridor. Most people have many, huge luggages and leave them in the corridor, therefore every time the train stops and people have to get on and off there is a big struggle and “bouchon”.
Closer to the end of our train ride I started talking to a guy sitting by me; he was from Agadir and was going to Rabat to get his car registered. He bough his car in Italy and he had all necessary papers from Italy. He showed us the car papers with tons of stamps, but he said that according to Moroccan bureaucracy the papers were not good enough and he has to go to another office and get more stamps. All I could think was that I am really glad that I am not in his shoes! He told us that lots of Moroccan are not happy living here, because of bureaucracy, injustice, bribery, lack of hope for a better life. That is very sad.
He helped us to get off the train in Rabat and after he said “bon voyage”. One of the few people that helped without expecting anything from us.
By the time we got to Rabat we were hot and tired. We had chosen a hotel from the Routard guide and luckily the hotel was walking distance from the rail station and in a nicer part of town. Before we got to the hotel I kept my fingers crossed that we find a room available, I was dreading the idea that we will have to walk around to look for a hotel.
As soon as we stepped in Hotel Splendid the front desk clerk smiled and said, Mais Oui, on a une chambre pour vous!
Hotel is very basic but clean and good shower, this is all we need.
Welcome to us to Rabat.
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