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El Jadida and another epic bus journey

January 19, 2015

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Mr T and I spent the morning scoffing breakfast, using the internet before heading to the train station Casa Port. He was flying out of Rabat back to London and I was continuing my adventure further south to a town called El Jadida, an old Portuguese town, also known as Cite Portugaise. The idea of […]

Casablanca, a trumpet player and a narrowly missed love bite from a sleazy Moroccan

January 18, 2015

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The next day after three hours of battling with the internet after brekkie I finally managed to send the voice files to London. I jumped in a cab and raced to the train station to get to Casablanca. I had heard from a number of people that it was not a very nice city but […]

Rabat, modern art and a birthday dinner

January 18, 2015

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Rabat may well be the capital of Morocco but it lacks the buzz and charm of some of the other cities I have visited so far. There is an air of wanna-be sophistication but it doesn’t quite pull it off. The boulevards are wide, the roads jammed with small blue taxis and beat-up cars while […]

Meknes, Grand Taxis and Roman Ruins

January 13, 2015

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I said farewell to Fez and loaded up my backpack. Now with a heavy rug I feel like a human mule. Running for a train with 25kilos on your back is not easy especially when that’s half my body weight!! I just managed to catch the train with seconds to spare. Thankfully a large Moroccan […]

Fez, brass knick-knacks and camel heads

January 13, 2015

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So many friends had said to me how much fun I would have in Fez that I was psyched to get there and explore. It is a booming tourist destination with its ancient medina bursting with textiles, tanneries, pottery, camel meat with a head signposting the butchers and brass knick-knacks. It is the new Marrakech […]

Sand Dunes and Nomads

January 13, 2015

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My first full day in Merzouga started with me flinging on a fleece, hat and scarf and jumping into my hiking boots, camera in hand. The chill hit me hard as I turned the handle to my door. I had slept in my clothes it was so cold. As I hit the soft sand outside […]

The desert

January 6, 2015

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The actress and I parted early on Monday morning. I am now flying solo for my next leg, the Sahara. I’m used to travelling by bus, the longest journey I did last year was across from Uganda to Rwanda roughly 10 hours. Yesterday I smashed that. I left Marrakech on a Superatour bus headed for […]

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