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Mark Moxon's Travel Writing

Morocco: Arriving in Morocco

Dunes in the Sahara near Merzouga
Morocco might look very different to home, especially in the Sahara Desert, but there's no need to be scared of it

You'd think that experience would be a great aid in calming nerves, but I'm still a mass of gibbering jelly when I arrive in a new country. It might not look like it from the outside, but landing in a country at midnight when you don't speak the language and don't have any local currency on you scares the shit out of me. I remember landing in Bali in exactly the same state, though then I was alone and had never been outside the western world, and of course I found somewhere to stay and took it from there, one day at a time. This always happens, but for some reason this infallible evidence doesn't make me feel any easier. I hate arriving somewhere new, but in a sense it's the whole point of travelling. It's a strange masochism that I've never got to grips with, to be honest.