I was so tired last night that I simply walked down into the Place Jemaa El Fna, paid little attention to the sound of the drums, wailing pipes, dancers and storytellers and had something to eat. Traditional Moroccan fare ensued at a street stall, spicy tomatoes, onion, lamb tagine, bread, a (large) bottle of water and all finished off with very sweet mint tea. All for 50dh (about £4.00). Back at the Riad, I was asleep before I could finish this sente ... Bites and BitesI didn't realise that Moroccans were so short. Although I slept well, I had to sleep [View Full Entry]

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For the third time in six days I saw 04h30. This time however, I was not driving down to London but having a quick breakfast before heading off to the airport. There's surprisingly little on the TV at 04h30, unless you're interested in teletext! An hour later, I was parking the car (close to the exit and close to the bus stop!), pulling my rucksack out of the boot and heading to the fast approaching bus. My fellow travellers were a mixed bunch - four lads in their thirties with a large box (probably film crew), an elderly couple heading to [View Full Entry]

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Last day - and what could have been a better end to the holiday than sitting in the hot sun for 4 hours listening to open air jazz ... [View Full Entry]

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Penultimate day of the trip ... [View Full Entry]

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No words - just photos [View Full Entry]

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Enjoy the photos ... [View Full Entry]

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Enjoy the photos - text to be added later! [View Full Entry]

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Free Day - to be completed later [View Full Entry]

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It was a long wait for the bus this morning. For the experience, our leader decided that we should take the bus from Kowloon to Hong Kong Island rather than the MTR or the ferry. So there we were, stuck in traffic on a freezing cold air-conditioned bus watching 6 lanes of traffic collapse into one as we went into the Hong Kong tunnel. With much joy, we arrived at the Bank of China, one of Hong Kong’s most iconic buildings. Taking the express lift to the 43rd floor, we gazed at the skyline in the early morning sun. Suffering from [View Full Entry]

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Today was the first proper walk in the New Territories. As usual, we walked down to Kowloon Hospital where we acquired two buses. The first group disappeared into the distance whilst our driver decided to throw his toys out of the pram (no idea why!) and took us the long way round to the Sai Kung Peninsula. We arrived some twenty minutes after the first group although we’d only left some 5 minutes after them! Disgorging his passengers near Sai Kung, the little red-topped bus sped away into the distance leaving us in the very hot sun and clear sky to [View Full Entry]

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