Our first visit to the African continent starts with a long corkscrew descent into Marrakech airport. After clearing customs we exchange money, pick up our backpacks and head outside into the welcoming warm spring air. First challenge: make it to the CTM bus station in town. On most of our travels so far this would be reasonable simple, but there are three things against us - one, Morocco’s first language is Arabic, two, their second language is French, and three, foreigners are seen as easy targets for inflated prices. So we wander up to the group of drivers milling around the taxi rank and try “CTM bus station?” “Yes, yes,” is the response and we’re ushered towards a car when we ask how much. The price seems more than a UK fare, so we decline the
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