Thursday, December 26 we left the bivouac around 7:30 for the border of Mauritania with Morocco. At 8:08 Ahmed began the procedure of exit Mauritania. Alas the employee of the customs for the reception of the gangway attesting the exit of my vehicle of the country arrived only around 9:10! I left Ahmed and Mauritania around 9:25 to cross jolty No man's Land between the two countries. The arrival at the border post of Morocco was an enormous obstruction of trucks blocking the road whose release took more than 20 minutes. Then it was the research of the various offices to take the steps of entry, visa, visit of the truck by the customs, obtaining a card of visit, plug of the card, obtaining the ticket to pass the scanner, recording to pass of the scanner, queue in front of the hangar of the scanner etc. finally I entered Morocco at 11:50, Mauritania time. I bivouacked at the same spot as the day before the entry Mauritania the 11/25/2019.
From the border of Mauritania to the port of Tangier-City to take the ferry to Tarifa, Spain, long roads in the Western Sahara then along the Atlantic coast for finally taking the highway that is to say +2400 km! Two methods to spend the time, either to empty the brain or to have an interior life or a mix of both, the choice of the driver. Admittedly the morning there are the pauses wee to empty the bladder with the reduced capacity, problem of age, as well as the stops to revive the legs in order to avoid cramps in the night, still a problem of age. This Friday, December 27 I made a detour to Dakhla, new city of garrison without interest since the annexation of the Western Sahara by Morocco, to make repair a slow puncture, loss of a bar of pressure per day, at the right-hand front wheel since several days. I got information to a Moroccan driver which pleasantly asked me to follow him. The repairer identified a tiny flint between two tyre treads as well as cracks at the base of the valve. I found a bivouac at the edge of the beach.
Saturday, December 28 I left in search of the purchase of a SIM card for the WiFi modem. Of course, the Maroc Telecom agency was closed, until Monday at 9th h00. The contacted people in the street informed me vaguely… over there! Finally all the shops sensibly to sell SIM cards were also closed on Saturdays. I thus returned this research on Monday the 30/12.
Monday, December 30 the Maroc Telecom agency opened at 9:00, alas it was in stock shortage. I was going to again in search of a shop with the assistance of the repairer of the puncture of the tire. This shop is beside a pharmacy in the main avenue with a sign of Maroc Telecom. I quickly had dealings for the purchase of a 5 GB card. I supplemented the full of the diesel tanks and food for the driver. I returned to my bivouac on the beach until January 2nd early morning to go to Tangier to take the ferry to Tarifa probably on the 9 or 10th January by stopping in Casablanca at Mercedes-Benz for the maintenance of my truck.