Freezing in Morocco

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I had to get out of Fontainebleau because it was so cold and there was nothing to do. Went to the nearest place where I thought I’d find a bit of sunshine. So I showed up to Marrakesh in my t-shirt. Probably should have googled first.

Crossing over the mountains, less than two hours outside the city we were actually hit by a blizzard. Even colder than France. Luckily I found a place selling goat wool hoodies (with a particularly pointy hood) that would serve to keep me warm.

 
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