Day 144: Er, Why Are You Here?
I stayed in Auberge Du Sahara camping in Dahkla and would thoroughly recommend it. It only cost about a fiver and they even made me dinner. In the morning, twas…
Day 143: The Sahara, Again
The bus dropped me off in the desert town of Tan Tan at 7am. The guy in the ticket office back in Rabat assured me there was a ‘connecting bus'…
Day 142: Access Granted
I just found out that this change in the rules about getting a visa on the border came into effect LAST WEEK. Bad timing or what? And apparently there is…
Day 141: Letters of Transit
Now I know how Ilsa felt. But at least she had Rick to save the day.I arrived in Rabat at 5am. I tried to get my head down in a…
Day 140: Due North
My bus arrived in Agadir at 6pm. By 7:30pm I was on the bus to Rabat, safe within my womb. I touch no-one and no-one touches me. I am a…
Day 139: The Mauritania Disaster
Yawning and creaking, I staggered off the bus. It was still dark in Dahkla. After a particularly weird conversation involving the local police and a desert taxi driver (implying I…
Day 138: Due South
The connection to the desert town of Dakhla - the furthest south one can go on public transport in Morocco - was seamless. I had barely arrived in Agadir before…
Day 137: The Road To Casablanca
The plan was to get the 7.30am bus to the coast. However, however, however... we got a taxi to the southern bus station (a good bet as we where heading…