We got to Casablanca early Tuesday morning to find that, indeed, the drivers were going on srike. No taxis to be found. Luckliy we found an enterprising young man using his minivan to shuttle some of the people left with no taxi. We found a hotel within walking distance of the consulate, just in case we were still taxi-less on Thursday morning (we were). Then for a couple of days we did little save relax, which was nice. Thursday morning at 7:30am we were at the U.S. Consulate, and after 2 hours of waiting in lines and rooms, Hassan had an interview of about 5 minutes. He was told that he did not currently qualify for a visa. That means I'll be travelling without him when I visit the States this summer.
We had both tried to avoid high hopes, but we're still both pretty bummed. Which made it a less than thrilling trek across town to the bus station (again... no taxis). When we bought tickets at 12pm, the first bus we could get on was at 7:30pm. So, we passed some hours, got on the bus, and got to Agadir at 6am Friday (today). There was one lone taxi at the bus station, which someone else got to first. So, we hauled our bags and tired bodies home on foot. And then we slept.
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i'm sorry...that's a bummer. and you got to walk home for your troubles. :( poop.
well, i hope you are doing well otherwise, my married friend. Your quick wit and humor are sorely missed. i definitely would like to put my hat in the ring for some quality shannontime when you come into town. missin' you!
I also am sad to hear that Hassan isn't going to be able to visit during that time. That's ridiculous. Really ridiculous. I am, however, still very much looking forward to seeing you this summer. And hopefully I'll get to meet him in the fall.
when are you coming back to visit. and post more pictures.
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