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FOCUS - AUGUST 2015 31 HEY SUN SEEKERS enjoy the heat now because winter will be back before you know it NEW WINTER SUN BROCHURES ARE HERE Jean Colleen Virginia Pop in today for your copy of whats new down south. See you soon 158 Casimir St. Port Perry 905-985-2268 virginia.frewmarlintravel.ca MC TICO 4577532 Earn 25 bonus AIRMILES when you book your Transat Holidays or Nolitours winter package by August 31. Simply bring this ad in to the office at time of booking. SURFS UP IN MOROCCO Prince but now the property is owned by Sofitel. Room service makes a world of difference and enjoying a lamb burger under the hot desert sun with a cold drink is an enjoyable experience. Morocco is known for its leather goods and I decided I would attempt to buy a leather jacket at a reasonable price. I found someone who knew someone whose brother had a shop and after a short visit learned there are many people who benefit from a tourists purchase. I discreetly made my way to a different shop off the beaten path and after a little negotiating purchased a soft pigskin coat for a mere 60 one tenth of what it would cost at home. After ten days and seeing as much as I possibly could I headed north toward the city of Ceuta where the ferries for Spain departed regularly. After getting directions along the way I finally made it to the outskirts of the city. I had booked accommodation in Spain for the night and pushed hard to make the three oclock ferry the second last one of the day. I arrived at the dock to watch the ferry leave without me. Frustrated I had no choice but to wait the two hours for the next one. The uniformed attendant waved to me and smiled and when I asked him where I should park for the next ferry he motioned me to the front of a row of white painted lines on a very large parking lot tarmac. I was first in line for the next and last ferry and qui- etly passed the time reading and relaxing. Cars began to slowly file into the parking area and line up in rows. I found it odd that some would park at the front of different rows but none seemed to line up behind me. At long last after what seemed an eternity the ferry was visible in the harbour and people began to return to their vehicles in anticipation of boarding. I watched the vehicles disembark and waited my turn and then a very strange thing happened. Boarding began from the row farthest away from me. I now understood why no one was in a rush to queue behind me. I waited patiently until suddenly halfway along the row next to me they halted the boarding and explained the ferry was full. I was stunned. How could this be I searched for the attendant who told me where to line up. I saw him talking with a few other uniformed men and approached him obviously quite angry. I asked why he told me to line up where he did and he looked around. I explained that I had missed my ferry and he looked at the boat now halfway out of the harbour. He looked back at me shrugged his shoulders and wandered off. I grabbed his shoulder and he turned and began to laugh. I felt the hairs on my neck stand up and was about to confront him when I saw his mates move closer to where I stood. Slowly still furious I returned to my rental car and left in search of accommodation for the night. The next morning I was back bright and early and boarded the ferry without incident. All in all it was a great adventure and Morocco is a country definitely worth visiting but do yourself a favour and hire a guide to look after the details. Jonathan van Bilsen is a photographer author and columnist and can be followed at photosNtravel.com The beautiful Hassan Tower in Rabat the capital of Morocco. The ferry at Ceuta en route to Spain.