Ike and I talked about travels and life,s twists and turns as the evening drew to a close he boarded his car for Merikesh, I found mine for Casablanca. Interesting enough at some pôint in the night they must have split the train in two. When I stqrted the journey I was in the last car and sat facing the direction of travel as wee pulled out of the Tangier station. Around two I got up to make my journey to the restroom, Sanatariee as they are known here, and realized that my car was next to an engine. I was being pulled ¨backwards”! It was disconcerting enough to get out my trusty compas and make sure I was headed south. As the faint theme from Twighlight Zone played in my head my trusty needle pointed in the right direction. Every day on a trip like this one feels like a stranger in a strange land. There are moments of exilleration and moments of absolute confusion/terror? The trusty conductor awakened me with plenty of time to get oriented to the new dawn. And then I was deposited at the train station at 4:30 AM with a hotel reservation for the night. I,m making my mile stones towards getting home.
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