Our driver stopped and got out, we followed, not knowing why. We soon found out, we had a flat. So he lept into action while we stretched our legs. I took pictures of the yellow flowers by the roadside. meanwhile other vehicles wizzed by. We are all on our way to the famous kasbah, Ait ben Haddou. Sophie went behind a boulder to pee. Pretty soon we were back on our way again, hoping and praying that we wouldn't have another flat because we only have one spare tire. I wouldn't know how to change tires, here, we'll just call tow truck and the tow truck driver will change the tire for us. I've done that before. You'd better know how to change tires in Morroco, you can't call anyone. There's no one around for miles and miles. I think the tour companies go in convoys, each driver helping any who is in trouble. This is the modern version of caravans.
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