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... on. Oh and we did walk the whole way to the train station. We arrived in Fez at 3.30 in the morning, sitting by ourselves at the train station with only the cats as company. Freezing our ***** off, we are sure that we were the only passengers that were grateful that the train had been delayed a couple of hours. We couldn't get into our hotel room until midday. Our hotel doesn't have heating or doors that reach the ground which of ...

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... is veggie stew and mash tonight. After that I think we might snuggle up in the tent and finally watch an episode of Underbelly. Fingers crossed the battery holds out tonight. Oh and as for the kitten, turns out we're not god. We found it dead by the next tree up this morning. Poor thing... at least it didn't get hurled out of the tyre on a highway somewhere. Anyway I'm bloody freezing so time for me to sit by the fire and thaw out.

... s head hanging from a butcher's shop. It looked GROSS! And there were goat heads and one man was selling sting rays (to eat!), and there were live rabbits, turkeys, and chickens for sale everywhere. It is like going back to the 9th century. And everyone speaks Arabic or French. We went through a maze of tiny streets (more like alleys) - no cars are allowed but there are lots of donkeys and tons of people and carts. Ghali taught us the ...

... I said goodbye to Lee and ventured out of the medina to another fruit and veg section and bought some snacks then hailed a cab back to the hotel. I was in need of a nanna nap and it was great - I couldn't be bothered going for dinner so I vegged out and discovered that Indiana Jones and the Temple of doom was on so I settled in and watched... I also got my bags packed ready for our long drive to the desert tomorrow...

... aux nouvelles générations, qui doivent par conséquent se vendre aux touristes venus observer leur respect des anciennes traditions, que tout ce que tu peux faire pour survivre c'est d'accepter d'être considéré comme exotique (et la pauvreté est tellement exotique) et ça chante les louanges d'Allah mais ça boit de l'alcool en cachette quand ça ne regarde pas les pubs de Walt Disney sur la télé... Il n'y a rien d'exotique ici, que des images d'un monde disparu ...

My alarm woke me at nine this morning, as did the ringing of the doorbell announcing the arrival of my host family's maid Hassenia. I went to the kitchen peering through the half open door only to be called in by my host mother, and greeted with fierce cheek kisses from Hassenia, which I'm always a bit worried will knock me down, but so far I've managed to stay upright. After the usual breakfast, I tried to sneak back into my ...

... realising that the pricing was out of our league. He had been helpful and friendly and let us know of a couple of cheaper options in town. As ever, good service. Yet this same man at the cafe was almost unrecognisable: barely had I sat down before he led a series of catcalls to a local woman passing by in western attire (pants and a sleeveless top). When I expressed surprise and asked why they did that, he treated me like a dim child and explained How Things ...