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Week 25: Southern Morocco and Wesern Sahara

Posted on 31/12/2011

Happy New Year!

OK, so technically Western Sahara and Southern Morocco is the same place, but when I say Southern Morocco I mean the part before you reach Western Sahara. So, This week we I have travelled south with Tony. From Agadir we headed to Legzira and stayed in a very basic hostel. They only had electricity after dark when they turned on the generator. We were on a beautiful stretch of beach and it was nice and quiet.

Our next stop was Tan Tan, a small town on the road to Western Sahara. After looking at a couple of hotels we managed to find a nice place, cheap and clean. Plus the receptionist was friendly and spoke good English. Tan Tan is well known to travellers on this route as a trap for traffic fines. There is a roundabout on your way out of town which doesn’t work like a normal roundabout. It actually works like a T junction. If you don’t stop at the stop sign (written in Arabic) then you get a 70 Euro fine. Luckily we knew about this and made sure we stopped.

After Tan Tan our next stop was Tarfaya, we slept in a nice hotel across from the port before we headed off again. The next night we stayed in a camp site near coast and met a few other travellers in camper-vans. Some heading north after visiting Senegal, others heading south like us. The road south is long and the landscape is dry and empty, occasionally you see sand dunes and camels but most of the time it is dry rocky ground.

On Thursday we arrived in Dakhla, a city on the end of a peninsular, the last city before the Mauritanian border, still 350 Km away. The city is the nicest city in Western Sahara, some great beaches and no hassle from people selling things in the street. We stayed there for two nights, on the second day Charlie arrived. He had managed to get his Mauritanian visa and caught us up ready for the border crossing.

Tonight the three of us are heading out of town looking for a place to camp, then tomorrow we plan to cross the border into Mauritania.

Week 24: Christmas in Morocco

Posted on 25/12/2011

Merry Christmas and Happy Hanukkah to those of you who celebrate.

This has been a very good week, it started with randomly meeting a guy who I had already met in Spain, Graham the guy on the Paris to Dakar hitch-hiking race, after spending some time catching up with him I went to collect my Mauritanian visa, then headed south towards Casablanca. I didn’t really enjoy the city much, it is very big and busy with nothing beautiful other than a large mosque on the sea front.

After spending a night in a cheap hotel I headed further south, to Marrakesh, to meet up with Tony at a camp site there. We stayed there for one night, it was a really nice camp site, with a swimming pool and a bar, although it was a little too cold for swimming. In the morning we headed west to the coast, near a town called Essaouira, to meet a Dutch couple who we originally met in Rabat. The camp site they were staying at was really cheap, it cost us 5 euro each for camping and breakfast. In the evening we had a BBQ with the Dutch couple and drank a few beers before heading back to the tents.

The following morning, while we were packing our tents away, an English guy arrived on a motorbike to meet us, his name was Bilimanjaro. He is travelling through Morocco for Christmas and had heard we were staying nearby. He had already met Charlie, another adventure motorcyclist who we were planning to meet that day. The five of us (Me, Tony, Bili and the Dutch couple) drove into town to meet Charlie. Charlie has been travelling for a year around South America and is hoping to explore Africa through the winter so that he can head into Europe during next summer.

We stayed in Essaouira for the next two nights, spending the days exploring the Medina and trying to sample the delights it had to offer at the lowest possible prices. After two great days in Essaouira we parted company. Bilimanjaro is heading back into Europe, Charlie is trying to get a visa for Mauritania and me and Tony are heading south towards the Western Sahara. Apparently American citizens are having problems getting Mauritanian visas, this is a problem as Mauritania is blocking the path to the rest of Africa.

After leaving Essaouira we drove south along the coast and arrived in Agadir, we stayed in a hotel for 15 Euros and this morning we plan to head further south to Sidi Infi, where there are some natural rock arches on the sea front which we can go to visit.

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Week 23: Northern Morocco

Posted on 18/12/2011

Fes was nice, I stayed there for a couple of nights and went on a tour of the medina. Fes is an ancient city with loads of history and the medina is really interesting, there is still a tannery which treats the leather in the traditional way. First soaking it in lime and pigeon poo, then washing it with wheat and then soaking it in natural dyes.

After spending a few days in Fes I headed west to Rabat to apply for my Mauritania visa and meet up with Tony (from Tony on the road). We stayed a night in a campsite just outside Rabat, opting for a hotel room because Morocco is too cold at night. Then on Friday we went to the Mauritanian embassy to apply for my visa. As they would not have the passport ready until Monday I decided to join Tony on his trip south to the Cascade d’Ouzoud for the weekend.

Yesterday we walked to, and circled around, the waterfall before heading back to the hotel. Tony had highlighted how overloaded my bike was compared to his and so I decided to sort through my luggage again. I got rid of some clothes and decided to post my English Syllabus to Makunduchi. I am also getting rid of my dirt biking body armour and just keeping my armoured jacket. I am now back in Rabat ready to pick up my visa tomorrow before I head south.

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Week 22: Into Africa

Posted on 13/12/2011

It has been an unplanned, but enjoyable, week. I spent a few days in Gibraltar with some awesome CouchSurfing hosts, Shawn and John, while I was there a lot of other Couch Surfers passed through. I spent two days exploring Gibraltar with three German Couch Surfers, Steph, Ronny and Fabian, we wandered around the city and went to see the monkeys.

I had planned to get the ferry to Morocco on my Birthday, 6th December, but due to our excessive celebrations I was in no fit state to move off the sofa all day. I drank two bottles of red wine and a beer or two, then at 4am, when we were out of alcohol, we went to a 24 hour bar. I’m not sure what time we got back or when we went to sleep, but it was late.

Steph, Ronny and Fabian left and I stayed on the sofa. Later that evening Steph contacted me to say I had left my scarf in their car, I decided to go and collect it the next day and so drove the four hours to Cordova. Steph and Ronny were kind enough to let me stay with them for a few days before I headed back down for the ferry. The ferry costs just under 45 euro and the morning ferry leaves at 10am. The journey took around an hour, with two hours going through customs on the other side.

I drove around Tangier for a while before deciding I wanted to go into the mountains. I slept in a village called Ouezzane, where I’m sure I got ripped off with an expensive hotel (25 Euro). Then today I left and headed to Fes. I’m staying here for a couple of nights in a youth hostel, at the much better price of 5 Euro, taking a tour tomorrow, should be fun.

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Week 21: Malaga to Gibraltar

Posted on 04/12/2011

This week was full of preparations, I started to week meeting a friend I had met in Valencia, at the same time I found the immunisation centre in Malaga. The next day I went back to Malaga to try to arrange an appointment for my immunisations, surprisingly they offered to give me all the immunisations that day. After spending about 45 minutes rushing to a bank to pay the tax for two of the injections and going to a pharmacy for the other three, I returned to the immunisation centre and had 5 injections. I am now immune to Yellow Fever, Hepatitis A and B, Meningitis and Rabies.

That afternoon I went to buy a set of new chain and sprockets for the motorbike, as well as all the parts needed to do a full service. The next morning I took the bike to get fresh tyres and the chain and sprocket fitted at the same time. Then picked up my oral immunisations for Cholera and Typhoid. After advice from the doctor, I wont be taking Malaria prevention medication, but will carry some tablets to use as a treatment. This is because Larium is not supposed to be taken if you will drive, Malarone can only be taken for short trips and I didn’t want to take antibiotics for a long period of time. Instead of taking Malarone as a prevention, I will take enough for a short trip which can be used to treat about 3 cases of Malaria.

The next day I generally rested because I was feeling a little spaced out after the injections, but the next day I did an almost full service on the bike, changed the air filter, changed the oil and oil filter but I realised the spark plug socket I brought with me is actually too small to fit over my spark plugs, I guess I can change them at a later date.

On Saturday I left Jess and Fred’s place in Torremolinos and followed the coast down to Gibraltar, I am really grateful for their kindness letting me stay with them, without them it would have been really difficult to be as productive as I managed to be, I’m sure I wouldn’t be able to move onto the African leg on schedule without them. Thanks again guys!

I spent the evening in the house of my couch surfing host with another five couch surfers, three from Germany and two from Poland, plus the four people who actually live in the flat, We drank quite a lot and stayed up until around 4am talking. Today we explored some of Gibraltar and now we are sat drinking again, with guitars and keyboard playing. Tomorrow we are going to the top of Gibraltar rock to see the monkeys, then on Tuesday, to celebrate my birthday, I will be taking the ferry over to Morocco, ending the Europe leg of my trip and moving on to my second continent.