travels with an ageing punkrocker/publisher
Survived our night out in a Berber tent undder the stars — it only had a single layer of blanket for the roof so we could see stars through. The bed had at least 8 blankets on it, which made it warm but very heavy. L described it as having the cat asleep on you, but on every part of […]
Read moreTonight 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 […]
Read moreI’ve been a little remiss in not fully describing the riad, Dar El Hana. Aside from being quite beautiful and possessing wonderful, friendly staff, it does have its individuality. Somewhere quite nearby is a mosque, and at 5.30 every morning they crank out the call to prayer. It’s par for the course when travelling through Moslem nations, you just deal […]
Read moreOur first full day in Fes, and we have a guide booked to show us the sights. But before Ben and the other amazing staff person, Fatima, will let us leave the riad we must consume our body weight in breads, crepes, james, preserves and mint tea (L scored with rice cakes and coffee). Josephine popped up and asked if […]
Read moreVolubilis is pretty cool. One minute you’re driving along, the next there are a bunch of Roman columns and walls rising out of the farmland. We skipped paying for a guide, choosing instead to wander the streets in search of mosaics. One one level, it’s sad that Roman ruins are just that: ruins. Having previously seen Pompeii, where a lot […]
Read moreIf yesterday’s entry and todays have some typos, it’s because I’m typing as we drive through beautiful moroccan farmland and countryside, on rather less beautiful but still sealed Moroccan roads. It’s pretty close to thhe average Australian country road really, minus the laden donkeys – but I kid you not on the similarities, we went through a patch lined by […]
Read moreManaged about 8 hours sleep which felt good — felt good to be able to lie completely horizontal. Woke briefly by the call to prayer, then dozed on and off to the sound of all the roosters in the neighbourhood doing their thing. Vowed to eat more chicken as a result of one particularly vocal local dude. Threw open the […]
Read moreWe landed fine, made it through customs okay, had a mildly anxious moment when our bags took a while to appear at the luggage carousel (long story for those who missed the 2009 trip). Slightly more anxious time when our driver wasn’t around to meet us as we were expecting. After 30 minute wait of inspecting every piece of paper […]
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Read moreDay 1 – Perth-Dubai-Casablanca 10363 metres up, somewhere over the Arabian peninsula. Some time after breakfast, where I was offered croissants and coffee until bursting. The seat moves in more angles than I can count, and massages my back, bum, thighs, and calves as I type. There’s a menu offering me the choice between 18 year old Chivas Regal and […]
Read moreSipping on a Glenmorangie 10yo, in the emirates lounge, thinking I could get used to this. Takes a certain amount of tedium from transit. Boarding call, and off to the plane. Next stop, Dubai.
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