Back in 2007 I made my first proper bike trip out of the UK and to somewhere a little more exciting than France – Morocco. On that trip I learnt that it’s easy to over-prepare, it’s easy to over-load and travelling on your own can be kind of lonely.
During the trip I did manage to take a few photos and write a few blog posts – I hope you enjoy reading about my trip.
Hotels are for wimps…
… and me. Last night I gave in and crashed at a hotel. It was a bargin at $25 but dear me I wish I hadn’t. Amazingly it was the worst nights sleep I’ve had so far, even with air-con a comfortable bed and clean sheets. I’m obviously getting far to used to my sleeping … Continue reading
All quiet on the western front
Well it is quiet here – that’s because it’s all happening over here….. http://journeytomorocco.com – I was going to update both blogs – but Orange want to charge me £8 per mb whilst abroad – so I’m limiting my net life to one blog until I get back
Sunday, September 9, 2007
Doing the tourist thing.
Having decided to stay around in Gibraltar to see in (and out) the National Day, I found myself at a loose end, wondering what to do and where to go. Do I hit the streets and explore the whole Island, leaving nothing for Catherine and me to see together? Or should I simply sit in … Continue reading
Monday, September 10, 2007
National Day
Here in good old GB it’s National Day – I’d say it’s a riot of colour, but actually it’s a riot of red and white – everywhere. You can’t turn around without seeing the colours balzened over people, shops, animals and even the drinks. The Gibraltarians take this very seriously! I’ve spent most of the … Continue reading
Tuesday, September 11, 2007
Made it!
I’n here, typing on a rather odd keyboard but here all the same. I was taken for a ride when I got here by a guide’ who escorted me to an expensive hotel (he must have miss understood what I meqnt by cheap, followed by an excersion to a ‘school’ which turned out to be a … Continue reading
Where is Matt?
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Wednesday, September 12, 2007
Making for the border…
So I’ve decided to head for home. It’s not that I don’t like Morocco (although to be fair I’ve only seen a very tainted part of it) it’s a combination of things. Right at the top of that list is spending 14 days in my own company. It’s what some may call, madness; or at … Continue reading
Into Morocco, beyond the tourist traps
Riding out of Tetouan towards Chefchauouen I was struck by how poor this country actually is. Lots of people liing on the outscirts of the city, living much as they must have done in the middle ages. Donkeys, carts and what cars and vans there were, were being thrashed within an inch of their lives; … Continue reading
Time to come home?
So I’ve been at this for a little over a week. I’m feeling run down (even with the rest in Gibraltar) and if one more person tries to rip me off I’m going to hit the roof. I think that’s my point actually… I’m not sure I can do this on my own. Today I … Continue reading
Thursday, September 13, 2007
It had to be true
The drive back to the coast last night was stunning. The countryside really opened up, I got out of the way of the cities and just enjoyed the wonderful views and vistas across and out to sea or up into the Rif mountains. I was on the brink of changing my mind again when I … Continue reading
