Day 214: Togo-A-Go-Go!
I had a chance to charge up my batteries and check my e-mails for the first time in God-knows-how-long. There was no way of progressing past Benin before the embassies…
Day 212: Wined and Dined in Cote D’Ivoire
I. LOVE. COUCHSURFING!!! Sorry, just had to get that off my chest. Now, where was I?Oh yes, Danané, Cote D’Ivoire.Got to the bus station for 6am. The minibus didn’t leave…
Day 211: Into Rebel Territory
The driver fixed the tyre around 3am and we got into Ganta ten minutes later. I tried to check into a hotel for a few hours, but the cheapest place…
Days 202 to 205: The Journey to Freetown
Day 202: The Wheels On The Bus Go FWAP FWAP FWAP 21 July 2009 As the dawn was breaking ahead of us (myself and two guys from my shared taxi)…
Day 154: You Came In THAT Thing?
Hello and welcome to all you newbies to The Odyssey blog. I got a little press coverage in the UK last week, so I'm guessing that some of you will…
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 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…