Flight: Royal Air Maroc 985
Depart: Malaga (AGP) - 2:10pm - Actual 2:20pm
Arrive: Casablanca (CMN) - 2:40pm - Actual 2:45pm
Duration: 1h30m (Actual 1h25m)
Aircraft: ATR 72-200
Seats: 10AB

Malaga Airport had an important facelift in 2010 when the new Terminal 3 was completed. The terminal was built to increase tourism around the Costa Del Sol, and to expand the airport due to increasing number of passengers. No airline has a specific counter, you just look at the departure board and there is a counter number assigned to your flight for you to check-in/drop baggage off. Security clearance was brisk and the airport offers a good variety of shops and restaurants. We headed to the gate and boarded the bus for our departure.























When we arrived at our plane, I started taking my phone out to take some pictures and was told that under no circumstance was I to photograph the airplane inside or out. Not that much of a loss since there isn't much to the interior of an ATR 72 but here is a stock photo:







I actually preferred the ATR to the Dash 8-400s. I found it more quiet and to have better legroom. The two male flight attendants that served us were prompt and courteous. We were given a choice of drink (non-alcoholic) and a cheese sandwich. We landed and boarded a bus towards customs. It took about 30 minutes to clear, and since I put photographer as my occupation on the custom slip, more questions followed as the Moroccan government is very sensitive in regards to any one they view that is in the media (even though I'm not photo-journalist). You then become "targeted" in the sense that every time you check in at a hotel/riad, the police will call the front desk or the riad owner to do a follow up. You also get the old "driver switch" whenever you ask for a taxi at a restaurant or hotel where the driver gets out of the cab and another (aka the tail) takes his place. He then strikes up a conversation with you in which the second question is "what is your profession" and then begins asking questions about the nature of your work. I've never really understood this since i could just walk a bit further and hail a cab on the street and give myself a little more time as whoever is keeping tabs on me will have to play catch-up. It was funny how sometimes we'd be walking somewhere and I'd be taking pictures and my girlfriend would notice someone "discreetly" following us. You'd think I was some kind of security threat or a VIP .