Driving in Morocco

Now, a word on driving in Morocco. Perspective. Perspective is important. For example, Angela is accustomed to driving almost exclusively in North America, where there are rules and most people follow them. When people don’t, they get honked at, or flicked off, or road rage develops. I think she has found the last two days to be a little stressful.

I’ve driven in Bahrain (known for the Saudi Sweep), and in Sudan, and know the freedom that comes from driving with a looser relationship with standard normative North American driving practices.

I liken driving here to a perpetual game of chicken. Someone inevitably flinches, and we all manage to get where we’re going. No one gets angry, there’s no road rage. Sure, there’s lots of honking, but if the hole is big enough for your vehicle, then drive into it and it’ll all work out. I find it so much simpler to turn left when I want to than to have to wait for a silly green light. And why can’t everyone have the right of way? Why be so exclusive about it?

But it is easier in the daylight!