Chasing the sunset – road to Rio part 10

By Trapez on 3 August 2016

On the beginning of Casablanca movie there is a text: „With the coming of the Second World War, many eyes in imprisoned Europe turned hopefully, or desperately, toward the freedom of the Americas. Lisbon became the great embarkation point. But not everybody could get to Lisbon directly, and so, a tortuous, roundabout refugee trail sprang up. Paris to Marseilles, across the Mediterranean to Oran, then by train, or auto, or foot, across the rim of Africa to Casablanca in French Morocco. Here, the fortunate ones, through money, or influence, or luck, might obtain exit visas and scurry to Lisbon, and from Lisbon to the New World. But the others wait in Casablanc. Wait… and wait… and wait.” My road to New World it’s not going through Lisbon but actually through Casablanca but believe or not I can wait here, and wait, and wait… Because I have more than 12 hours to fly to Rio my Royal Air Maroco gave me a room in 3* hotel 😀 Second time in bed! 😀 In way from plane I met few other volunteers so went together to see city. City of thousand of kites.

I think that since time when Huphrey Bogart met here Ingrid Bergman changed a lot but not so much from 70’ 😀 Officials – don’t care about anything. He see through window his friends? That’s not a problem, he can talk with him few minutes. In queue waits 150 people? There’s always time for tea Crossing road is like a visit in Asia but there is not billions of scooters but billions of cars and they don’t care with traffic lights or stripes on the road. Horn and you’re going!

But whatever is going here colors make that you forget about grays of life. Clothes, food, architecture of small market places and second after Mekka mosque on world are amazing! Everyone are smiled, they’re dancing, singing, have fun. Even shoes cleaner looks like he won a life (and it’s not a pose for tourist). That was not enough time but to the city of colors (and contrasts) I need to come back so I took a stone from market place 🙂