travels with an ageing punkrocker/publisher
Tonight your intrepid reporter sits in a Berber tent among the dunes of the Sahara, at a secret location that can only be accessed by camel. Ah bollocks, the truth is a little plainer than that but it’s still damn cool. We’re in a Berber tent, under the billions and billions of stars (thank you Carl Sagan) after a fairly […]
Read moreI’ve also been remiss in fully conveying the experience of driving through Morocco, especially the mountain country. There are several kinds of road signs giving advice on the road ahead. Some are a weird house type arrow with a perpendicular crossbar, and I have no idea what that means. Some are an s turned sideways, and I think this means […]
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