1300 miles - into Marrakech...

...we'd assumed that since the road was good, and the animals few and far between, we'd be OK driving the last hour or two in the dark, but we hadn't accounted for the human factors!

 

The road was indeed reasonable, but the drivers were just as bad as anywhere else, and the biggest hazard was unlit vehicles (cyclists, motorbikes, donkey carts trotting down the road).  We did see one cyclist who'd come off rather badly.

 

However once we'd arrived, driving around the city was actually quite easy.  Contrary to my expectations, the Patrol seems to be the perfect Morrocan city car.  It's big, so it has presence, and it has lots of dents in the bodywork and massive bits of steel girder hanging off it, so all the other drivers stay out of your way! 

 

Parking was also fun - as the photo hopefully shows!  You can't really drive far into the medina, so we took a guarded parking where the cars are layered four deep and you have to park with the handbrake off so the parking guys can push the cars around to free the ones at the back!

 

We found our riad without "much" difficulty (and without the help of the local kids), it's lovely and very welcoming.  Getting used to Morrocan tea.