This is Mo, the taxi driver who drove me from Tetouan to Tangier, Morocco — the long way.
From my Moroccan Bonjournal:
"In Spanish sentences I had practiced on the bus, I tried to explain to this spontaneously gathered group — which was growing by the second — that I wanted to go to Tangier, but not direct. I wanted to take the long way. I wanted to go by the coast, by the sea. To enjoy the views, to take photographs.
"At first I thought they understood me, but then I was brought over to another pair of drivers who again asked me where I wanted to go. I tried to explain again, and this time drew a map to accompany my words. With no fewer than ten men watching me, I drew northern Morocco, with a straight line between Tetouan and Tangier crossed out, and a new line drawn around the northeastern coastline — the long way.
"Eventually, I was understood, and summarily herded into the passenger seat of a classic blue Grand Taxi — always a Mercedes — and my driver and I were off."
Mo and I took a selfie, too, but I’ll spare y’all.
Read more about my Moroccan travels here.