Travel Miscellanies-(Morocco) Sanmao is crazy about love here, and I met an old friend here.

Morocco is very small. Play around clockwise or counterclockwise, and then delete or add some cities you like or don't like in the process.

Morocco is located in North Africa, which is different from African countries in our traditional impression. This is where Operation Red Sea was filmed.

Arabic, French and Spanish are popular here, followed by English. The national quality is average, but for me who once walked alone in India, it is already a civilized country.

The means of transportation used by our group on the road are: long-distance train, chartered car, taxi and hiking. Our plane flew to Casablanca, and then went to play counterclockwise, so at first we took the train to Marrakech, then we flew to the desert regiment, Fez, Chevy Shawan, Tangier, and finally returned to Casa. Long-distance train ride, short-distance carpooling or if there are many people. Take a taxi when playing in the city, and occasionally walk.

The Sahara desert must disappear! How to book it? Domestic WeChat has this service, and it is directly booked, and local drivers will arrange it all the time. Our driver is a good local uncle. He is the kindest local I have ever met on this trip.

As for how to book air tickets, hotels and itineraries, I usually go out to play and find a suitable group in the online travel-related APP, with the head of the group as the backbone and only responsible for translation.

Tangier is going, too. On the edge of the strait of Gibraltar, you can take a ferry to Spain.

It takes about ten days to visit a country, but in fact you can only visit mainstream attractions, and there is no way to achieve in-depth tourism. Therefore, the ten-day trip is very tense in both developed and underdeveloped countries.

If you want to be comfortable, lie down and sleep, eat, drink and be merry. This is not for you.

Because, basically, we have to change cities every day or two. Accommodation is not a big hotel, and most of them are mainly local homestays.

Morocco is a developing country. Although it is not dirty or messy, it has not reached the level of developed countries. It's not suitable for shopping, and the food is average. It's bread, chicken and pots all day long, and you're going to throw up.

This place is more suitable for people who like natural scenery, or who want to experience the Sahara desert and exotic customs, or who just want to go out and see the world.

According to the shopkeeper in Zhejiang last night, it is a shame for Moroccan girls to find China boys as boyfriends. So, if you want to cheat, there is basically no chance.

What's more, in broad daylight, they are covered by Arab robes, and some have only two eyes. It is said that there is such a private bar in Casablanca, and some Arab women sometimes indulge. The real situation is unknown.

After returning from Morocco, several friends in the circle of friends asked me about my itinerary and how to play.

Of course, I usually have a few questions: Have you booked the itinerary? Is there anyone leading the team? What is the budget?

Because I am too lazy to study raiders, it is better to find an experienced donkey friend to follow.

You can choose a suitable group of donkey friends according to your actual situation. For example, the ratio of men to women, such as division of labor, and even the level of face value.

Many people worry that playing with strangers will be particularly embarrassing and boring. This is everyone's personality problem. Whether you can join the team depends on your nature.

For me, it is more casual, tolerant and not too vigilant. It is a pleasure to meet strangers, learn new things and make friends with them.

So in the final analysis, there is no right or wrong way to travel, and what suits you is the most important thing.

Some people just like to stay still, while others like to travel in twos and threes.

On the plane, I met several Wuxi sisters, who are members of an outdoor club in Wuxi. Our trips in Morocco are basically the same, and we can meet at every scenic spot.

I met a big brother who immigrated from Guangdong to Morocco. He said he would go there to do sea cucumber business. He doesn't know much English. When he got off the plane, he helped him get a mobile phone card and called him when he said goodbye. It's a pity that we don't have that much time in Casa.

Since Fez, we have basically had Chinese food for every meal, with a per capita income of 80- 100, which is a local feast. I remember that night, Fez ate five bowls of rice and was really hungry. Many people from China come here to start businesses, and the restaurant still serves authentic Chinese food, mainly Sichuan food.

While Casa was waiting to enter Hassan II Mosque, a Chinese aunt was a tour guide. She has spoken the local dialect for a long time.

Last night, we lived in a big villa. The proprietress, a native of Zhejiang in 1993, worked as a soldier and showed us her fists. It's really not like cheating. After traveling to Morocco with her boyfriend, she fell in love with it, so she rented a big villa near Huawei, OPPO and other big companies to receive company members and travelers.

You see, how small our world is, and countless lifestyles are in front of us.

I was born in a small village at the foot of the mountain. At that time, there was a girl whose grades were very loud from primary school, and a younger brother who was more powerful, all of which belonged to typical cases of IQ and family mismatch.

They were legends in the small village.

Later, I heard that she went to normal school. Later, I heard that her brother went to a good university with an annual salary of several hundred thousand.

They are the children of other people's families in legend, which led me to live in their shadow more or less since I was a child.

In the blue city of Chev Shawan, Morocco, we met unexpectedly.

Although I met several times for work reasons in the past few years, I haven't met much since. I can't believe we met in Morocco.

She and her husband drove all the way to Morocco in Africa.

This reminds me of another experience of mine. A few years ago, I finished reading backpacker Tucki's "Ten Years of Backpacking", packed my bags and embarked on a journey of poor travel in Southeast Asia. On a $4,000 island in Laos, I met the author of "Ten Years of Backpacking".

It's so predestined.

San Mao, a literary youth, said.

Sanmao lives in a city called Laayoune in Morocco, but we didn't go there, which is generally not a mainstream attraction, and the local government will have to investigate if we go to play. Unless it is really San Mao powder, she will go to the place where she lived to recall.

We rode camels in the Sahara desert, but unfortunately the weather didn't meet a beautiful sunset. Those beautiful photos on the Internet seem to have been taken in different places from ours.

In fact, after riding a camel for an hour or so, my legs began to get sore and my ass hurt badly.

When you rest in the desert, you will cry. Next time you go to a similar place, you must buy goggles.

I live on the edge of the desert at night, surrounded by darkness and stars.

Another group of post-90 s teams danced around the bonfire until two in the morning, but I couldn't open my eyes and went to bed early.

I always feel that I have to write an ending paragraph.

There are always 233 countries and regions in the world, and I have only completed one tenth.

There are many places I want to go: Northern Europe, South America, Africa, Central Asia ... There are so many places I want to explore.

The dream of traveling around the world is coming true little by little, though it is a bit slow.

If you want to ask me what the meaning of traveling is, I can't answer.

In the movie, Forrest Gump suddenly ran until his beard was shaved all over his face, and suddenly he stopped running.

Maybe I will do the same one day.