On the Road to Marrakesh

Astrid's flight from Heathrow was at 8:55am this morning. Alan and I picked her up from home and arrived at curbside drop-off by 6:45 - amazing how quickly one can cross and recross London when there's no traffic to fight.

At 2pm she'd arrived safely in Morocco, settled into her hotel (who she reports is nice), had already seen camels, and was going for a stroll in the Souk. I'll leave it to her to report further on the Souk and whether the bar she was heading out to later was interesting.

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