MARAKECH Where things started to go horribly bad.
June 16th 2008 We hit the sack on the train to Marrakech at about 22:30. My sleeping companion decided that he’d use his blanket as the bed sheeting and the sheeting as his blanket. Each to their own. I took a sleeping pill at about 23:00 and slept like a baby for four or five hours. Woke up early and cat napped until the sun rose. Got up around 07:00 and watched the scenery whiz past. We were supposed to get
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