I can’t believe I just spent 5 and a half hours to board a 30 minute flight! The small aircraft I boarded from Casablanca to Tangier vibrated so hard you’d think the damn thing was falling apart, which made it none too comfortable being seated less than 5 feet from that god-knows-how-many-RPMs triple propellor. Mental note: next time look at a map before planning a trip, I should’ve just rented a car. Took the opportunity to devour half of Shadow Divers during the long ass layover.

What is it with Moroccan Arabic?! Listining to people speak, I can definately recognize the sound of the language, but I can’t understand a friggin’ word! And they lapse into French like every second word.

Tommorow is a free day, so I am checking out Tangier.