I was relieved to wake up with a clear head and no signs of altitude sickness so we were safe to hike. We had an awful nights sleep in the dorm and even with ear plugs in I could hear strangers snoring and farting and it drove me mad. We’d anticipated a bitterly cold night…
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The hike from Imlil to Refuge Mouflons | Morocco
The little village of Imlil is one of Morocco’s top hiking destinations thanks to it being surrounded by the dramatic Atlas Mountains. We set aside 5 days there, giving us a nice weather window to hike Jebel Toubkal and some relax time afterwards. The hiking began as soon as we stepped out of our grand…
Essaouira | Morocco
We ventured through the winding alleys of the medina until we arrived at Essaouira’s famous fishing port. From there we had a view of the rampart walls surrounding the medina with one side being lashed by the Atlantic. There were little blue row-boats all moored up together and bobbing in the murky water, while other…
Exploring some unique beaches in southern Morocco
Mirleft was never a place we planned to visit in Morocco but a last minute decision took us to the small-town beach. The route there involved one of the small grand taxis which are basically a car with 6 passengers crammed in. It’s usually quite squished but on this particular day we had a rather…
The good, the bad & the ugly | Two weeks in the Sahara
Someone at the camp made the hilarious point that they thought they’d get into some really deep and meaningful discussions while volunteering in the desert – and yet there we were laughing and joking around the campfire about shitting in the desert. Things had developed surprisingly fast at the camp and the rancid squatter toilet…
Vehicle breakdowns and camel rides in the Sahara desert
Even though we were volunteering in the Sahara, we still wanted to see the main draw card of the area which was Erg Chigaga – the largest sea of sand in Morocco. I also wanted to go on a camel ride and our camp arranged a pretty good price for an overnight trip at €70…
Life in the Sahara | Volunteering in a desert camp
The red gorges and rocky desert scenery soon vanished as our bus drove into the night and we were left in darkness. The road ended at the small Saharan town of M’hamid which lies 24km from the Algerian border. It was 9.30pm and we were greeted by a rather unwelcoming chap named Ahmed, who would…
Storm clouds, rainbows and drowning sheep | Morocco
The typical Moroccan blue skies were quickly swapped with menacing black clouds as we set off on a 4-5 hour hike through the foothills of the Atlas Mountains. Hallid led us along dusty tracks for superb views of the beige mountains stained with red patterns. We followed the river valley, passing little mud-brick villages and…
Living with Berbers and hiking in the Atlas Mountains
e wanted to extend our stay in Morocco by doing some volunteering and our first port of call for this was a small Berber village in the foothills of the Atlas Mountains. It actually didn’t involve any work, but we found it on the volunteering website we use. Instead of working we had to pay…
Casablanca | Morocco
When I was a kid I grew up with nannies, most of them were European, but our favourite one was a Moroccan lady called Nadia who had black hair as long as Rapunzel Nadia really became part of our family but we soon grew up and she moved on to start her own family. We…
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