July 4th, 12:52pm Rabat
We’re on a pimpin' bus with red velvet seats and a white draped cloth with Arabic phrases hangs between us and the driver. Ace of Base's "I saw the sign" is blaring out of the speakers, and roses upon roses of red and yellow are outside the window in the courtyard of this airport.
As we drive from Casablanca to Rabat, the land is flat and dry. The road is paved blacktop. There are rectangular mud houses along the road and more people on donkeys than in vehicles.
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