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... a GPS for Europe. As Grant discussed in our last blog, Europe has broken our will to remain GPS free. After travelling for such a long time in the Americas and South and East Africa with no issues we have conceded that if we don’t do something there will be divorce.
Europe has such an amazing road network, but escaping the clutches of the highways to find a store or a fine little back road is near on impossible without some ...
... Marakesh. They are 1200 years old. There have been 6 dynasties: Rabat, Fez, Meknes, Marakesh Berbers comprise 60% of Moroccans. Arabic is the official language Lansari is 50 and he and his wife have 3 children and one on the way. His first name is Mohamad, he uses his last family name because, "when you call Mohamad everybody turns around!" He has a delightful sense of humor and smiles all of the time. He lives in Marakesh but was born in the ...
... back in the opposite direction and climbed a very steep set of stairs to the mausoleum of Mohammed V, the father of democracy in Morocco. The King died in 1961 and is the grandfather of the present King. The mausoleum was made entirely of marble and was guarded by four men in funny green uniforms and unlike the “shush” police who guard Lenin's Tomb these guys seemed oblivious to chatter (although most people were speaking in whispers).
Day 098: 5 hrs, 6.2 kms
Day Totals: 13 hours, 31.2 kms,
It's 3:30 PM, and Youssef is ready to call it a day… but I still feel I’ve got some wanderlust left in me… so he heads on back. Since the rest of the road ahead is already explored territory (I hiked from Skhirat to Rabat in 2011A), I’m going to need to look elsewhere for virgin territory… and to add a ...
I mean it! We were up at 5 so we could drive into the hills to Zaers to find the reclusive double-spurred francolin. I have to say our driver Lassen was a real trouper. Always a smile and never a grump. It was interesting to watch Morocco waking up. We passed a mosque while it was still dark. The lights were on and the men were going to pray before they started work. We got to the place where the francolins can sometimes be seen scuttling between bits of undergrowth, but although ...