… after leaving the suburbs of Sydney, we arrived, weary, at our hotel in Marrakech. We’d travelled by car, plane, train and on foot with nearly 100kg of luggage, but we (and it) all arrived intact.
Our first train ride in Africa was the most eventful of those modes of transport… it was packed, so we ended up travelling with our bags (and several locals) in the luggage compartment as there was no space anywhere else. The countryside was beautiful – we passed several Berber villages, lots of red desert, and a few patches of green. It was over 30 degrees, and the only air-conditioning option was to open a small window, but it was cheap, reasonably comfortable and certainly interesting.
A Tale of Two Travellers 