29th to 31st of November, 2017.
Hitchhiking in Morocco.
My first time in Rabat it sucks! I have to take a taxi (15 Dirans) to McDonald’s. There, to find a way to Decathlon and a place to pass de night and make a plan for the other day.
At night, trying to get to the place whereto make camp… surprise! It’s a valley and with guards making patrol to check possible intruders. I have no idea how I ended up here, honestly! Now, checking on the map, I was somewhere near the Mohammed VI Tower View, on the road with a view to Chellah. But where to camp? Nope! No tent this time. I just put my mattress and my sleep bag under some bushes, beside the main road, between the Chellah and some Government buildings. That should be pretty safe, right? Besides, who will be walking around here, an almost highway road, in the middle of the night? How did I come up with this ideas, honestly, don’t ask me. Fact is: nobody came.
Next morning a little of tourism; some pictures; a little of getting lost (of course); and a lot of walk until Decathlon. When I find the tent, I realize I am missing 9 Dirans to buy it. Talking to the girl at the register, she says they cannot accepted Euros but she would buy 10 Euros from me so I could have more 100 Dirans. So nice of her! Tent in hands I leave the other one near to a rubbish bin and walk away to a forest to make camping.
Going to there, it’s night time again. Seriously, why do I do that? This time is not a valley but a kind o reserve. Great, Lei!
The plan for the next day is not to do anything but give some rest to my feet. Just to sew some things, maybe write a little, and at evening move to make camping in another point.
My happiness goes away around 1 o’clock when a guard came and ask me to move. He just speaks Arabic, so the conversation is pretty nothing. Still, he asks my phone number! Laugh. He kept looking at me with funny eyes. Get off! I finish packing and start moving. He walks with me until I finally leave the area.
I start to look for the road which leads to Casablanca. The plan is making camping around and in the next morning hitchhike there.
It is the first night I finally have some dreams again.
In the morning, after just a few minutes, a guy in a van stops and drive me to Casablanca. He drops me in a McDonald’s. I need to know where to go and what to do in there.
Surprise again! That McDonald’s in particular doesn’t have free wi-fi. So walking to the City Centre, I ask to use the wi-fi in a Coffee and take the directions. I also ask for hosts at Couchsurfing because looked impossible make wild camping in Casablanca.
I walked until the Mosque Hassan II and in the middle of the way checked in a McDonald’s with wi-fi. The Mosque is huge and very beautiful! It is turquoise! Full of people but not distinguishable tourists. Most of them looked from Morocco. After some minutes and one picture, I came back to McDonald’s.
Finally good news! “Abdellah accepted your request”! We talk. He want to send me a car. I decide going by walk and to not disturb him even more.
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