I left Ceuta running, and continued down the road until Fnideq, on the other side of the border. There I ran out of steam, and slowed down a bit. After sorting the travellers needs of this day and age, the almighty local sim-card and an ATM for some Moroccan cash, I got myself a 'grand taxi' to Tetouan. The taxi is not grand, in the grandiose sense, but simply refers to a shared taxi, as opposed to the petite taxi, which is a city cab. So far, for my lessons on the types of Moroccan taxis. I didn't stay in Tetouan, I just changed to a bus there, to get to Chefchaouen, my first port of call in Morocco. Chefchaouen is Smurf city, it's as blue as it can get. Chefchaouen also means City of Smurfs
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