“Twenty-four hours in Lagos sounds like a film title,” said my friend B from Bozeman. “Yeah well it was a rather a surreal experience,” I replied in my whatsapp message “Especially as I was only in north Africa two days earlier. I had got back to London on Friday night from Morocco and by Monday […]
March 15, 2015
I’ve been rather behind in writing this post. I’ve been back from Morocco nearly 8 weeks now. It feels like a long time and I have been to three other countries in that time as well…..watch this space ….I’ll explain in other posts to come. So our last day was great. I spent the whole […]
March 15, 2015
Everyone I know who has visited Morocco raised an eyebrow or two when I said I was headed for Agadir. I was met with responses like, “There’s nothing in Agadir, better to stay in Essaouira. “I was unimpressed, the medinas don’t have much to offer.” “It’s for surfers and gamblers…” It is actually on the […]
January 31, 2015
The Hammam we decided on is the oldest in Essaouira. According to the guide it’s a place that Orson Wells used while visiting this area. Dunno how factually correct that is. It took us some time to find it as the name of the road is spelt differently from the name on the map; which […]
January 19, 2015
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 […]
January 18, 2015
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 […]
January 18, 2015
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 […]
January 13, 2015
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 […]
March 15, 2015
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