My friend, Lisa and I arrived off the ferry boat from Algeciras, Spain after joining forces with some solo-backpackers. We arrived at ten in the evening and a knife-wielding local immediately greeted our group with a toothy grin. “Give me your money,” he said. A nearby customs officer shouted at him and waved him away. Was this the equivalent of the Aloha greeting in Hawaii with the lei- girls? Welcome to Morocco! A Flashback Friday Tale.
