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This is the most suspenseful part of any journey - getting to the beginning. Somehow airplanes don't feel like travel, it's more like a time machine that whisks me through time and space. I can never get my head around time zone changes and distances when I'm in an airplane. I'll feel much more comfortable when I'm on the ground in Marrakech and I can start my journey by land. This blog is mostly a warning that if you're on my subscriber list you're going to be getting quite a few blogs over the next couple months as I travel from Marrakech north to Paris.
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Bart
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Bring it on!