Two Pegs to the Peacocks Tail

This was to be our final blog post from the Morocco trip, but as other evens took over it sat in the draft folder. I've finally decided...

Shortly after arriving back in Spain, at Algecias, we received the news that my mother had died. We hit the motorways and dashed for home. ...

The day of the festival meant every one goes to the  mosque. Outside the hotel the street was filled with men, boys and women carrying their...

Before coming to Morocco we checked for festivals that may be of interest, apart from the Berber one where the women get to choose their ...

It took a while but we finally understand what the white lines on single carriageways mean. The standard broken white lines means ...

We visited the obligatory big sand dune, Erg Chebbi , which stretches for miles in all directions and dipped our toes in the Sahara. It is ...

A very wise Berber trader once said "you should never refuse an invitation for mint tea with a Berber ". And like fools we do...