Off to the Wild West… which is actually East

We’re taking two weeks to meander through the northeast, a region neither of us have been to before. We hopped a train from this train station:

And are now somewhere* within the carefully crafted dotted lines of this map:

Can you see us?
Because we can see you.

*If things in the northeast turn out to be not that exciting, then we will be somewhere within the reaches of the entire Moroccan map. Good luck finding us then.