We were told that the bus trip from Rabat to Beni Mellal would take three hours...but it actually took about two hours to travel to Casablanca (much traffic and slow going in this city) and then after a short layover in the bus station (Here was my first turkish toilet of this trip) it then took another five hours to get to Beni Mellal. The best thing about this trip was that the land was interesting and beautiful. Visible were many people who grew, and gathered crops and raised cattle, sheep and goats. In the suburbs and even in the middle of no where there were also incredible mansions.
I sat beside a Moroccan woman who is currently living in Sarasota, Florida. She gave me some French lessons as I tried to remember my high school studies. I am trying. Beni Mellal is right at the edge of the mid Atlas mountains. The view from the high school's windows is breathtaking. I told a student today that I wanted to keep looking out the window and she said that she too was often tempted.
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Ann Adams, one of the teachers with whom I am traveling, and I at the Rabat bus station. We were loaded onto one bus and then had to change busses for some unknown reason and then we were on our way to Casablanca.
The highway ran parallel to the Atlantic ocean as we traveled from Rabat to Casablanca.
Downtown Casablanca. Do you see from the name of the city how Spanish is integrated into the Moroccan culture (along with Moroccan Arabic, French, and the Amazigh language.
Flat farm and grazing land gave way to rolling hills with occasional breaks of higher terrain.
Fields of olive trees and fruit trees are visible on the way to Beni Mellal. It is to be noted that passing slower vehicles on a narrow two lane highway with oncoming traffic was sometimes nerve wracking, but our bus driver demonstrated great skill.
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