Hotel Sahel Nouadhibou

With a wealth of weird and wonderful thoughts about religion to discuss during the short train trip back to base in Rabat, Stu and i set off in search of our visas for crossing the Morrocan/Mauritanian border. Being back between the tasty bakery and authentic pizza place put us in food heaven and we had a few unexpected hours to explore the city so not all bad but we wanted to border hop...

Having to go through the rigmarole of returning to Rabat and all made me think of the meaning ...

Although i left Italy what seems like so long ago and even our Italian friends from Marrakech had made there way to the mountains independently of us, being the wee world that it is all roads led to Fez and we found each other again as we were about to leave for the cool capital city of Rabat on the hot and busy bus.

Having hung out, experienced PROPER pizza (also Italian stylee so strangely comforting coming from bella Italia ...

Now if there were any place in the world that resembled what I imagine the moon to look like, this is it. Craters, rocks, vast white nothingness. Really incredible. Welcome to Mauritania. Woke at the usual hour suffering what can only be called a slight hangover. My grand plans of climbing to the top of the sand dune for sunrise disappeared with... nah I've already been up there 3 times, I don't need to do it again. Suzy on the ...

Greetings from Mauritania. The beginning of the Sahara desert is upon us. It is starting to heat up during the day. Camel caravans and nomadic tribes are starting to appear as well. The Sahel is just around the corner. We spent most of the first day at the border getting out of Morocco ...

Enfin la Mauritanie et le vrai desert. Contrairement a ce que disent les forums sur Internet je nai aucun mal a avoir un visa mauritanien a la frontiere. On paye 20 euros et hop on recoit son visa et ceci sans backshish. Nouhadibou reste la ville la plus moche que j ai vu depuis longtemps. C est chaotique, sale et pauvre. Bref a fuire de toute urgence. Directioin le desert

Foi um mau bocado que passamos para conseguir entrar. O posto de fronteira esta dividido em 3 subsecções, nos ficamos barrados logo na primeira porque o Sr. Baby não tinha a procuração aparentemente necessaria do titular do veiculo, apesar de ter todos os papeis e mais alguns, sem procuração o carro não entra na Republica Islâmica da Mauritânia. Durante duas horas destilamos, esperamos pacientemente que o senhor percebesse que não tinhamos ...

Nous sommes donc partis ce matin tot de Dakhla et avons atteint la frontiere mauritanienne vers 13h30. Fin des formalites a 16h30. Route sous une tempete de sable a decorner les chameaux. On ne vous dira pas ce que l on a vu car on n a rien vu. Mais nous avons bouffé du sable toute la journee. Les formalites ont ete pour le moins laborieuses (3 heures chrono ...

Mauritania to me has long been a myst**ious and intriguing country that fits neatly neith** into Medit**ranean-facing Arabic North Africa nor Sub-Saharan Black Africa. The country is an Islamic republic whose t**ritory is located almost entirely in the Sahara Des**t, making its environment ov**all p**haps the most inhospitable of all the God-forsaken lands current national boundaries have created on the African continent. The majority of Mauritania's people are "white ...

Dream Rating:   ; ; B Background: We spent the day crossing through the desert and minefields of the southern part of Western Sahara and crossed the border into Mauritania as dusk was approaching. We arrived at our campement in Nouadhibou a short time later, had a camp dinner in the parking area, and retired to our tents quite early, the tents all crowded ...

Three days further down the road and we're into our 6th country.  (Now that we're into Mauritania, we've adopted the local mentality of recognising Western Sahara as a separate state.  When in Rome...) After sending our last account, we returned to our hotel room for a few hours of much needed sleep, following our long and disturbed overnight bus journey from Laayoune.  At 19:30 we stirred, tempted to sleep right through, but forced ourselves up and out in search of some food ...