Riad O2 Marrakech

... After a stressful spell though the buzz of Marrakech makes me appreciate all we have experienced and everything us Westerners have even more. Morocco is more amazing than i remembered with its incredible colours, culture and continuous backdrop of distant mountain ranges.

Reality beckons as we are back by Chrimbo but for now we are losing ourselves in all sorts of surreal and out-standing cinema in the sunny but still cold capital...

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... jda efter ett besök på torget där vi blev inkastade i Borats lilla hörn och avnjöt grillspett, grönsaker, och de klassiska pitabröd som verkar vara den enda brödsort de har här. På torget kan man även äta sniglar som säljs i små stånd och dricka nypressad apelsinjuice eller te och titta på magdans, ormtjusare, gubbar som går runt och spelar på ett litet instrument och snurrar med tofsen på sin hatt m.m. Här verkar det ok ...

... but if you don’t care then African Trails will do just fine. In all honesty our truck doesn’t look nearly as nice as nice as others on the road but it has so much more personality and I don’t feel deprived of anything.

The Overlanding Experience

This is not your average air-conditioned tour, this is an overlanding tour. A tour implies a guide giving you direction and informing you on the sights and sounds of the areas you ...

... had expected rain in Africa. The rain continued all through the night and into the next day, leaving it less then appealing to venture into town.

On the third and last day in Marrakech the few of us who hadn’t been into the city finally got our chance. With the sun shining high in the sky we piled into the minibus and headed for the city center. The whole city is truly vibrant with horse drawn carriages lining the streets, snake charmers charming their vipers and ...

... getting out of the buses was play soccer with the kids, of course! I have now played soccer in both a dry river bed with the kids in Yorkin, Costa Rica and in an empty lot (later used for community prayer) with the kids in Amzmiz, Morocco. It really is the game that ties the world together...so I should probably get better at it haha! From the game, the group divided into homestays. I volunteered to go with the first homestay, and I was thankful for the rest of the weekend that I did ...

... 1058;вой праде 76; был наебщ 80;ком, дед, я такой, и ты будеш 00; продо 83;жател& #1077;м тради 94;ий."

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... light. As we sit here in this absolutely idyllic setting I hear the call to prayer for the very first time for real – sure I’ve heard it on the TV, but that’s not the same, I knew I was somewhere different, from what I’d seen so far, Marrakech was going to be a place ripe with possibilities.

Once the mint tea is finished we’re all ready to go and get something to eat – so we head for the main square, Djemaa el Fna. The ...

... I both shared the same beliefs so we took advantage of every day that we had together. We spontaneously did things special for eachother and together. We insipired and challenged one another. He gave me confidence and a sense of freedom that nobody has ever been able to give me. Why is it that I fall for men that live so far away? What is my problem! It must be a commitment issue, since deep down I don't have a sense of security that will bring me back home. I ...

... few days we enjoyed having breakfast on the rooftop of the hotel, watching the square come to life. Also at night, the place fills with delicious foodstalls, beggars, snake shows, musicians, storytellers, and pickpockets. My favourite square entrance was the enormous kettle of tea with ginger, cinnamon and a dozen other herbs. 'A grerat aphrodiziac', according to our friendly tea seller, and it was not the last time we heard that. There are few activities in Marrakech ...