Morroccan Cyber Boutiques

In the Tangier bus station you have to check your luggage, have it weighed, and then pay a few dirham to have it tagged and carried to the bus. It's unusual, and obviously a way to give jobs to people in a country with a twenty percent unemployment rate. The only bad part about it is that I was confused at first, and wasted a few minutes speaking broken Spanish and Arabic to the bus driver after I tried to put my luggage on the bus myself. He eventually figured out that I'm new to Morroccan bus customs and pointed to the luggage counter, and I was promptly escorted by a wrinkled woman, her old eyes nonetheless very bright in the Tangerine noontime sun, in a burqha to the counter itself. Two Japanese girls were talking to the guy running the counter. They were more reluctant to go with the flow of the Morroccan bus system and timidly persisted in asking questions about where their baggage was going. The Morrocan man, in exasperated English, raised his voice and quieted the girls with this definitive statement: "All the Japanese that come here, they do not trust us Morrocans." Morrocan Postulate Number One. Well, I trust the Morroccans mostly, but I don't trust their internet boutiques. If there's a necklace in some back alley souk in the medina and the shopkeep claims it is made of amber and camelbone, you can still bargain him down, get a low price, and if it's not real qmber and camelbone you still have a cheap necklace from Morrocco. I tried to recharge my cell phone at a cyber cafe and I got an error message from the cell phone company claiming there's been fraudulant activity reported from my IP address, so they refused my credit card. who knows what's running on the computers here, but I had to buy a ticket from Madrid to Berlin before the prices jumped. I bought the last ticket at the low price, and I'm checking my accounts for any suspicious activity. Really though, this is the only danger I plan on meeting in Morrocco. Otherwise, I'm buying silver and camelbone necklaces for two euros and a half filled cigarette lighter. The guy wanted 15 euros for it. It's not even real camelbone and silver anyway.