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Lake Manyara

June 20, 2015

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My two safari companions are neither Swiss nor a couple. They are two female German friends who live in Berlin and are in their 40s. They have a great sense of humour, are extremely well travelled and love wildlife. I can’t complain, this has been a stroke of luck! After getting to know them over […]

You are most welcome

June 16, 2015

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“Karibu!” (you are welcome) is a phrase you hear a lot when arriving in Tanzania. My pigeon Swahili is coming back and it is bringing looks of delight and smiles when I utter a phrase. Immigration was hassle free to get a stamp, I answered a few questions, smiled, exchanged pleasantries and handed over 50 dollars. […]

Tanzania

June 16, 2015

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It’s been a long time coming but I am finally on my way to Tanzania, my father’s birthplace. He immigrated to the UK age 17 during the 1960s and only went back once for his honeymoon.          The trip has been in my mind for some years but dad’s poor health has been the catalyst […]

Essaouira – magic cookies, viagra and fish

January 31, 2015

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Essaouira is a beautiful. It has a wonderful classy charm about it. The harbour is filled with small battered fishing boats, men selling their freshly caught catch of the day and al fresco dining everywhere. The beach is sandy and if you walk away from the medina gates trendy cafe and bars are dotted along […]

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 […]