Our last day in Rabat was an early one as we all had to meet at the office at 6am to board shuttles to the airport in Casablanca, an hour away. The Casablanca airport is a nightmare to navigate as they have no signs up and, of course, those that they do have posted aren’t generally in English. Made it through, though, and it was just a short flight to Madrid. Being in an European airport left me with a big weight off my shoulders but we had to hustle to catch our connection to Valencia. Stepping off the plane in Valencia into cooler weather was also a huge relief. In the evening I walked through old town to a craft beer place, Tyris on Tap where we all celebrated our arrival. Several beers, dancing in the street and some kebabs was just what I needed after being in Rabat for a month.