Fès
We enjoyed our last breakfast in Fès talking to an Australian couple. She an environmental conservationist and he a designer/mountain bike tour guide/designer.
Getting checked out of the riad turned into more of an ordeal than we had anticipated, with the credit card machine physically broken. We got set up with someone to help us down to Bab de R’cid and stopped to grudgingly pull some money out of an ATM. I was happy that the bank and was off the street in a courtyard. We got the helper paid for the riad and on our way to the plaza we had entered the city in. The daytime taxi took quite a bit longer than the nighttime ride. We got to the train station and setup with a ticket to Casablanca. We rested at a cafe until it was time to leave.
Casablanca
Duygu read and slept on the four hour journey. We had to change trains at Casablanca for the 30 minute trip out to the airport. Got to the check and had to pay a bit of what felt like a bribe to get our ‘overweight’ hand luggage into the cabin with us. We had to fight everyone we subsequently ran into to hold onto our bags. Despite being among the last to board we easily found a place to put our bags.
Istanbul
Duygu ended up talking with a French/Moroccan gentleman who is starting a 10 day holiday in Istanbul and Antalya. He is coming looking for a party day and night. Duygu was hard pressed to recall places in the vein of Reina, which he has visited previously and liked very much.