Marrakesh to Rabat train ride

This is the second post for today as we get ourselves up to date. If you missed it, you can go back and read the earlier post here.

We were up and out by 9:15am Friday morning and on our way walking to the Marrakesh train station. We had tickets for the 10:45am train to Rabat.

Along the way, we stopped for breakfast...

Egg tagine omelette with meat, fresh orange juice, 

bread, and mint tea for 25 dirham ($3.50 CAD, $2.65 USD)

Entering the train station and looking at the big signboard, we saw that our train was already at the platform. We had bought unreserved 2nd class tickets for 127 dirhams ($17.75 CAD, $$13.20 USD) each. Fortunately, we made it with lots of time to spare and got two nice seats in a fairly new car...and even facing in the right direction. Ruth hates traveling backwards!

We pulled out only 5 minutes late. Our car was pretty full, but there were still a couple of empty seats. 

Heading towards Casablanca from Marrakesh, there is not much scenery to speak of. In fact, it kind of reminded us of some of the farm fields in Saskatchewan. We took a few pictures, but the exterior of the window was very dirty...and there really wasn't much to see anyhow!

Is this Saskatchewan?

Sure looks like Saskatchewan to me.

Further along, they use prickly pear cactus as fencing. 

This is definitely not Saskatchewan!

As we pulled into the little towns along the way, our car quickly filled up. There were soon people standing in the aisle. And it was getting warm. It was supposedly air conditioned, and there was in fact a very little bit of cool air coming out the vents, but it just couldn't keep up. Plus, it was about 30C (86F) outside, with the sun shining in one side of the train. There were see through blinds, but I don't think they blocked much of the heat.

At one point, a young woman standing in the aisle just dropped. Fainted from the heat. A bunch of people jumped up to help and a young man gave up his seat for her. She was okay after some water and a bite to eat, but it was a bit of a scary moment. In all honesty, I think I would have passed out too. It was sure warm in there.

We never had to get up and use the toilets, so we're not sure what they're like. Kinda glad we didn't have to find out!

Overall, it was an okay journey in 2nd class, but if we had not had a seat it would not have been a good journey at all. (FYI, we have bought first class tickets to Tangier... more about that tomorrow).

Arrived in Rabat about a half an hour late. We had booked an AirBnb for 280 dirhams ($40 CAD, $30 USD) per night. Private room with private bathroom in a large apartment. The place had great reviews, mostly related to the hosts who were listed as only speaking French and Arabic.

Google maps didn't place the address right, and we ended up walking about two kms more than we needed to, but we were happy to be out of that train and walking.

First impressions of Rabat? It's much different from Marrakesh. Seems a little more modern, with a lot fewer women wearing the hijab (head scarf). It's the capital of Morocco, so maybe it's just a bit more progressive? Who knows. 

Found the correct address, but the listing at the bottom didn't have any numbers on it. Ruth went upstairs and I stayed with the bags in the lobby. About the same time that she found the right apartment, a fellow about my age came in the lobby door and said in French "you must be Kevin" and grabbed one of the bags and started heading up the stairs. Meanwhile, Ruth was calling down "Kevin, c'mon up"...and so I was in my way.

The apartment in huge. I mean, we have never been in an apartment building with an apartment this big. It takes up three floors. There's a massive "greeting room" they called it, and then another living room. Four bedrooms and three bathrooms. 

Our room for two nights.

Jamile and Mohammed are about our age and really friendly. But they speak almost zero English. So we were stumbling along in French. We could pretty much understand what they were saying, but we had a hard time putting more than three words together. Somebody mentioned Spanish, and all of a sudden they started speaking Spanish and it was like somebody flicked a switch and just like that we could communicate.

Wow.

As we were getting to know each other, I noticed a photograph behind Ruth. It was a picture of the parliament buildings in our hometown of Ottawa, Canada, with a young couple standing in the foreground. It turns out that their son and daughter are both going to university in Canada... one in Ottawa and one in Montreal. Small world! So we had a lot to talk about, all in Spanish. Their Spanish isn't perfect, and either is ours... but at least we could all communicate.

Jamile is a language professor who teaches Arabic. We never did find out what Mohammed does, but I get the impression he's retired.

Nice people, and I think we'll enjoy our short stay here.

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