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Africa » Morocco » Oriental April 19th 2019

The bus ride from El Hoceima to Nador took around three hours. We had expected to go along the coast on the N16 as the guide books say that it is a picturesque route. No doubt if we had travelled by taxi, we would have seen that. Instead we took the scenic route through the mountains on roads that are mostly under construction, although some have not yet been built! It was a beautiful journey but at times a little too breathtaking if you get my gist!! Nador itself will no doubt polarise opinion. Visiting off season like we did, it's a bit desolate in places, but there is a certain charm to the place. In the summer months there are a lot of flights to and from Europe so no doubt the place gets very ... read more

Africa » Morocco » Oriental » Bou Arfa March 19th 2013

De retour de Merzouga 19 mars Il est 5h00Am lorsque je me lève de mon matelas top confort et de mes draps javellisés d'Er Rachidia. Une re-douche brûlante ce matin. Je suis enfin propre et fraîchement rasé. Il n'y a que mes bottes qui ne se sont pas encore remit de ces dernières journées dans les dunes du Sahara. J'en ai probablement pour plusieurs jours encore à vider leurs coutures de ce sable infiltrant. ... Il est 7h00Am et je quitte Er Rachidia pour Bou Arfa, une autre ville carrefour. Je suis dans un bus malade entouré que de marocains. C'est un cinq heures de route avec des arrêts aux dix kilomètres pour atteindre la destination. Prix de la ride: 6.25$ Le décor est vide. Sécheresse. Je me demande sérieusement d'où viennent ces gens qu'on embarque ... read more
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Africa » Morocco » Oriental December 28th 2008

The Sahara desert. The one and only. We treked out in to the desert the previous night on camels staring up into the star lit skys. Finished the night with a tashein and of course a Bedwin style music recitalthing. I woke up the next morning freezing as i was outside and the nigh had been harsh and cold. The sleeping bags wer soaked and well and truly covered in sand. I looked up at the sky. It was a pinky orange as if waiting for the sun to aloow its shallow blue to emerge. It was a quick start as i realised the rest of the group were planning to climb a sand dune to watch the sun come up. I clambered up of course not wanting to miss a thing. I have to say ... read more

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