…Ouma insists I taste the brain, and the eyes, so I take a deep breath and… it’s delicious. Seems like anything Ouma’s mum cooks is good. Now I’ve eaten brain I feel like a real adventurer. Or maybe a zombie… Ouma invites us to spend Eid Al Adha with her family in Fez. We are…
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…
…If you want to travel REALLY cheap, food is the only thing you ever spend money on… Put your wallet in the bottom of your bag, and only get it out at mealtimes. Once in a while you will need to fork out for a museum, art gallery or the like, but even…
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>> 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…
The numbers are in. Daily expenditure touring France, including Paris, Strasbourg, Mont-St-Michel, and Normandy… US$10.85 / day Man! I got to stop living the high life and reign in my expenses ! “How can I travel France for eleven bucks a day?” I hear you ask. Well, click the link, and I’ll tell you! Many, many…
…The area formerly housing the Roman circus was turned into a slaughterhouse, and the catacombs of the amphitheatre were gradually filled with rubbish by the city’s inhabitants, who used them as a convenient refuse dump… We wait a while for a ride out of Callafel, Spain. Finally Nick offers to take us to Lleida. On…
Small, sleepy, sunsoaked, Calafell feels as if it hasn’t changed since the first paper-white Pom’s stumbled out of their tour busses in the 1960s. The town is anything but inspiring, but the beach is spectacular, gigantic, and seriously underpopulated (at time of writing, which is late September). It’s hard to imagine the Calafell beach crowded…