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We've had a lovely holiday, but it's time to go home. I'm ready to go... We've seen the main sights of Marrakesh, I've eaten my fill of tagine and couscous, I need some clean clothes, and I'm looking forward to seeing Millie. After breakfast, we went to get some cash to make sure we had... Continue Reading →
This was to be a very odd Christmas Day, with no family, no presents, no Christmas music or cheesy television programmes, and no Christmas dinner. However, it was still a lovely Christmas Day... Very relaxing. We had a lie in and a late breakfast, and sat on the riad roof terrace for a bit, then... Continue Reading →
Yesterday evening, after some of the guys on the trip went to the barbers for a shave and hair cut, we sampled the delights of the night market. Having been ushered to a table, we chose what we wanted to eat from the stall... Freshly cooked and delicious, and very cheap! I went for pastille...... Continue Reading →
It's a beautiful day again today, but it looks as though cloud may come in tomorrow so we decided to stay outside as much as possible today. It's lovely being able to sit outside in T shirts in December. After breakfast, we caught a taxi to the Majorelle gardens, quite an experience because the roads... Continue Reading →
Today we decided to have a relaxed day to make sure I was fully recovered. After a late start and leisurely breakfast, we chose to leave the manic markets and souks for another day and visit some of the sights of Marrakech that are within an easy walk of the riad. First we wandered up... Continue Reading →
After another bad night's sleep, I got up at 5.30 to go to the loo and take some more painkillers for my headache. I then snuggled back into my sleeping bag to wait for the others to wake as they had an early start before climbing Toubkal. After a while, I became aware of John... Continue Reading →
We got up at 5 and caught the shuttle bus to the airport, bumping into Paul at the check in desk quite by chance. Thankfully our bags were under the allowance and nobody questioned the size of our rucksacks as hand luggage. After I'd set off the alarms at security and been frisked, we met... Continue Reading →
Later this week, we're off to Morocco to climb Mount Toubkal, the highest mountain in North Africa. Four times the height of Snowdon at 4167 metres, it'll be the highest mountain we've ever climbed, our current highest being Griffith Peak near Las Vegas, which is 3372 metres. As well as contending with the altitude and ascent, and staying... Continue Reading →
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