As the Royal Air Maroc jet liner arrives in Casablanca at dawn in the mist, I of course lean over to Mary Ann and ask her if she thinks Humphrey Bogart will be on the dark tarmac waiting to greet us. I have never been able to think about Casablanca without my mind clicking on the classic movie of the same name. Well, we didn’t see Humphrey or Ingrid, but we did have to walk onto the tarmac as there were no jetways, as sometimes happens in third-world countries.
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