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I didn't realize I was tired while waiting for the flight, however I must of been as I sat down on the plane and promptly fell asleep. I think we landed in Tangier, however I don't recall taking off or landing, and once again the people on the plane were very aggressive in lining up. I was in seat for C and there were at least 27 people in front of me before I had the chance to stand up. We walked up to customs and there was no one ahead of me. No other planes had landed, no lineups at all, but when I walked up to the customs agent he told me I had to fill-in and arrival document and I hadn't done it. I got sent to the back of the line. Once I got back to the front of the line I went through customs without one question being asked, or my saying one word. Very unusual. But I have a really cool Moroccan stamp in my passport. Joan arrived on the 2:30 ferry from Tarifa and was waiting for me in the virtually empty airport. Turns out there was strict security at the door and only people with boarding passes get into the building in the departures and people waiting to pick people up can come in in arrivals.