Day 58: 12 Oct ’91 Saturday Visiting the Algerian embassy in Rabat

I had not slept well, having had to get up during the night to use the loo and also feeling very hot all night. We left the hotel at 8.00am and made for the Algerian embassy to try to get our visas sorted out. On the way, we stopped at a smart little café (well, compared to what we had been used to before then in Morocco) for a coffee, orange juice and a croissant. We arrived at the embassy just after 9am.

I felt a bit nervous about going in and had my expectations set about whether we would get our visas straight away or not when what looked the like janitor said “Where are you going?” in French.

“To find visas”, I replied in French.

“Do they work on a Saturday where you live?” he retorted.

“Yes”.

The stupid bog cleaner was starting to annoy me. He told us that the embassy opened at 8am on Monday. We left feeling pretty pissed off. That meant two more days, at least, hanging around in Rabat.

We walked back, stopping at a photocopy shop to copy the receipts for our carpets. For the rest of the day, we sat around or dozed on our beds. Dan was still not feeling well and had decided that he was not going to eat for 24 hours to try to get rid of the diarrhoea.

Day 59, a Sunday, was a fairly uneventful day of reading, writing, shopping for food and sleeping.