I have my route laid out over the Atlas mountains thanks to a french archeologist I had breakfast with this morning and a bus tour guide I met during lunch. This may seem late in the game to some but I could make a case that there is efficiency in muddling along like this.
I have the uncomfortable feeling of being rich here. The bus driver told me that only the top 5% of wage earners earn close to a modest european income of 1200E a month. I sit at the best restaurant I can find in Meknes, my dinner comes to 50DH, $6.00 I am aware that people are watching me eat as they pass outside. My waiter is good and I tip 20DH, or about $2.50. It is a hugh tip to him and he is grinning from ear to ear and thanking me all the way out the door. I am acutely aware of how much more I have than those around me. But right now I want my money to buy me insulation from the noise and grit and hussle of the street.
Volubilis was the end of the Roman road, the farthest flung city, because having conquered what became France and Spain, the Romans could never hold the Atlas mountain ranges to the south. The soil is very fertile, the city exported olives and wheat and lions to Rome. These are the remains of 2nd and 3rd century AD buildings.