We roll into Fez with Hathim, a really nice guy who drives us all the way there from Chefchaouen. Hathim drops us at McDonalds, and we set about pinching a bit of WiFi. A couple of friendly Canadians overhear us talking and say hello. We talk about our travels, and explain that we…
…the town has become a bit of a pilgrimage for pot heads in the last ten years, because the hill country is full of huge marijuana crops… I ride into Chefchaouen with a sporty gent in his elegant ’70s Merc’ coupe. The steady climb up the mountain roads makes me alternately sleepy and dizzy, but…
>> This article has been updated. >> Read the latest version here. Sitting having my supper of cactus fruit and goat cheese in Chefchaouen, Morocco (pictured above). Rested and ready to hit the road, but the question is; to where? Gets me thinking. “The world. It’s big. I can’t go everywhere… well maybe I can.…
Say no more… my feelings on Tangerine restaurants exactly. >> More about Morocco.
..I head out to the edge of town, and walk up a scrub covered hillside. I see a small stand of trees and think I’ve found my home for the night. unfortunately, a band of stray dogs has beaten me to it. They seem less than thrilled to see me, so I change…
I almost get knocked down by a kid who comes barreling round a corner and dives past me. In hot pursuit, a panting, red faced woman wielding what looks like a chair leg with murderous intent…
In 2013 I moved out of my house, bought a tent and set out to see the world. I hitchhiked across 25 countries, camped out in the Sahara Desert, visited the Louvre Museum, and ate out of dumpsters on the streets of LA…
“I see many films, and hear many stories about hitchhikers, and they always meet with some crazy guy, who kill them… You must be careful. Especially here in Australia…”
Standing beside the road with a gun in my face is a bit of a Tintin moment… but not a good one. This is a moment from one of the darker, more political Tintin books, where the hero finds himself on the run behind the Iron Curtain…
I want to hitch a ride on a private jet. Somewhere out there, one of you has a friend with a plane. I want to make this happen, and I know we can do it. I want to hitchhike the sky!..
I’m always looking for ways to stretch my dollars further, and I have found some simple ways to reduce my food budget.
Even in an expensive country like Australia, you can eat for as little as US$1.50 per day…
I met Bill in Morocco when I was hitchhiking to the Sahara. Now he’s decided we’re going on a road trip to Vegas together…