Morocco really is an extordinary place. When our bus that was scheduled to take us to the airport didn’t arrive, I simply asked a cafe owner if he new anyone with a bus. Ten minutes later one had appeared and for twenty euros, we all had a lift to departures. Bonkers really… 

The flight was a good geography lesson!

A driver returned us back to base and before I knew it was home, via a small shop that was stocked with more variety of products than any Moroccan would believe… Decided not to have cous-cous and Tagine for dinner though and delighted in drinking fresh water straight from the tap. How lucky we are….