Our last breakfast in Marrakech was as good as all our previous ones; only a little earlier. We left the hotel and walked to the bus station, just outside the medina, for 9 o'clock. The bus stations was another of those must-do Moroccan events. On arrival we were greeted and ushered towards a bus and then charged extra for our bags; another 20 DHR. This was followed with a 45 minute wait on a full bus for our departure time. This was not any normal boring wait, no, it was special. We were bombarded with beggars, the blind, kids, sellers and
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