“‘Is it worth travelling from Southern Spain to Morocco for a day?”‘ I read aloud from the internet.
MindReader crosses his legs. “And is it?”
“Hm, I don’t know,” I say. “He says, ‘It is quite a lot for a day trip, so I would suggest a night in Tarifa and getting the early fast ferry which takes an hour and a half. Morocco is usually two hours behind Spain so you actually arrive before you leave,’” I read.
I turn to stare at MindReader, bewildered.
He pushes his hair back with his hands. “I’m not…”
“I can’t do that,” I say.
“Fine by me.”
So it’s worth it because you arrive 30 minutes younger than when you left?
I’m guessing so. Maybe my crow’s feet will improve?!