Get your motor running...

...but not get on the highway just yet. The fuel pump was, as usual, just the first thing in a long line of disasters that once again led to the non-departure of your scheduled service. However, in this case, the motor medic who had his turn at fiddling with our poorly patient-wagon couldn't communicate with Alex at all. This turns out not to be quite such a disaster - he got it running again after spending the thick end of 8 hours, avec a handful of his mechanics, up to his elbows in crappy English meatwagon and asked for less cash than it would cost you to buy a used mudflap from a UK mechanic - it's just we don't actually know what was wrong with it in the first place. Who cares! The thing is running and the current plan is to set off at around 0530 tomorrow (07 Jan) and dash for Dakhla via the mountains. The team are all tired and bored of a hot car-park in Marrakesh; when they booked back into the hotel, they got given the same rooms as they'd just vacated i.e., they could have spent the day in the sun by the hotel pool. I'd be sympathetic if I hadn't walked home from work in the rainy dark at 1645 today. Anyway, it look like we're as close to F.A.B. All Systems Go as we've been in a long while but don't ease off on the praying, finger crossing and wood touching - there's a long way to go yet.