the midnight express. Actually, it's called the Marrakesh Express from
Tangiers and is a 40 year old sleeper train.
From everything we've read about Tangiers is a virtual cesspool that
you should plan on leaving as soon as you can. We have not found that to be the case. The locals are friendly and helpful. Yes the taxi
drivers that tried to get us in their cab as we exited the ferry
building were pushy, but when are taxi drivers not pushy. We dismissed
these fellas and found our own taxi, who incidentally we cound out over charged us by quite a bit but it still only cost us $10. That
being said, we did not go into the Medina where I'm sure we would be
dimissing false guides every few minutes.
Since we are in an Islamic city during during the holy month of
Ramadan, everyone is home fasting before 7pm. Apparently after 7, the
fast is broken and the city comes to life.
We got to hear one of the most amazing things we will probably never
get a chance to hear again. As we got arrived, broadcast over
loudspeakers from all the mosques was a distinct Arabic singing to announce the end of fasting and a call to prayer. It echoed across
the whole city and was absolutely incredible.
So, made it to the train station and hopped the first overnight to
Marrakesh.
Tomorrow: Souks
The pic: sorry the pic is so boring, but it's late and I don't have
much to work with. This is just a view down the hall of the old
sleeper car. The Rock of Gibralta pic was pretty good though, right?
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