I get a taxi to the railway station, I’m excited about leaving from the most north west corner of Africa by train. This station has its a sort of unique Moroccan charm about it.
The railway system here is pretty good, trains are fairly modern, and clean. Some white overalled women come along and remove rubbish from your carriage ever so often.
The journey is quite slow though, with some long stops at some isolated stations and at signals.
Oddly, Google doesn’t show lines for Morocco’s railway, so only given me time and path for driving. I think it was maybe 4 or 5 hours for this journey.
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