Flooded Memory

In 60 years of travels, I have very few mishaps to report. But this slide comes with a story.

My wife and I were traveling through central Morocco with four other people in a Volkswagen van. On the road to Midelt, we were surprised by heavy rain, which caused rocks to fall and block our way. We had to wait three hours for a bulldozer to come — from who knows where — only to be faced with another dead end a couple of hours later. We turned the minibus around, and soon realized that the road we came by was now flooded too.

So we had no choice but to to spend the night in the van, without food, drinks or “facilities.” Fortunately a couple of soldiers in the same situation were kind enough to share their canned food with us. In the morning, the rain had calmed down, so we gave it another try … and successfully drove through the flooded road, drenched to the bone, but with quite a story to tell.

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