Decide to change route and go from the scenic roads through the mountains to Fes. Harassed by Hashish dealers throwing drugs at the car on the road to Chefchaouen, where we stopped for lunch and met up with some of the teams from the other ferry crossing. So far the Corsa is proving pretty nippy by comparison with some of the other cars.
Decide not to slum it and find a hotel, where I'm blogging from a very cold balcony at 6am after passing out at 11pm.
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