We wanted our camper repaired, back the way it was before it was hit. People involved were having long conversations, but nobody was available to tell us what they were saying. So we were constantly in the dark about what was happening. There was an uninvolved police officer, who spoke quite good English but, for whatever reason, nobody asked him to translate. At least, we thought that was what they were asking. And then we should follow them, and Salim, to the police station in Boufekrane, which was in the opposite direction to Meknes.Īt this point, the main question seemed to be what we wanted. They collected documents from both parties, and took photos of the scene. Juergen had asked for an English speaking officer, but neither of them spoke any.
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You might ask: how could the driver not have seen us in his mirror?įinally the police arrived – in a battered little hatchback, but impressive uniforms. The truck that caused the accident, which damaged our overlanding vehicle. He didn’t look old enough for the responsibility. Later we found out that he was representing his father’s company, which owned the truck. He seemed to be talking to everyone – except us. A black car arrived with a young man driving. One guy spoke some English and helped out a bit, although he had disappeared, just when we needed him, several times. In Morocco it’s Arabic or French, and we speak neither. There is no way he could have missed seeing us, if he’d only looked in his rear-view mirror. The truck driver wandered around looking shell-shocked – as he should. Juergen went to the office and asked them to call the police. Our plans for the day, and also for our last week in Morocco were in shreds – much like Bertita’s backside. Juergen yelled at the young truck driver a bit, and I just got hysterical. People gathered around, but nobody was very much help.
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A gas truck full of empty bottles had reversed into the back of us, tearing the bottom aluminium sheet with its frame.Īfter our vehicle accident in Morocco, you can clearly see the distress on Yasha’s face. We looked at each other – we’ve been hit. Suddenly there was a loud bang and the truck shook. Our cylinders were taken inside and we sat quietly in our truck, waiting for them to be filled. Our plan for the day was to go from there to a supermarket to stock up for our last week then on to the World Heritage historic centre of Meknes and spend the afternoon exploring. With just 8 days left of our allowed 90 days in Morocco, we arrived early at the gas plant outside Meknes to have our German cylinders filled. Final Tip – don’t expect your extra expenses to be reimbursedĭay 1 – Wednesday 20 March – Overlanding nightmare.
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Day 3 – Friday 22 March – Where have all our helpers gone?.Day 2 – Thursday 21 March – The ‘expert’ comes and goes.Day 1 – Wednesday 20 March – Overlanding nightmare.