Gerard Butler Is In Marrakech
Usually I would resort to these titles to grab your attention, but if you look at the picture above, you'll see it's more than a gimmick. It's for real: 5 minutes ago we ran into Gerard Butler in the maze of souks within the Marrakech medina. Being born,...
New Year’s In Marrakesh
Marrakesh......is a name of a song from my childhood. A nine letter word that existed only as melodies of an ATB track from the days of high school. Not until now could I attribute it to an actual place on Earth, in a sliver of land named Morocco. And...
Fantastically Fez
We ended up fixing our mistake and putting ourselves back on track. From Kenitra, we got on the 6:35am train heading to Fez, and got off 2 hours later at 8:30am. That was when Lonely Planet fails us again. It said that there would be a left luggage...
The Ferry Crossing From Spain To Morocco
A few minutes after crossing back in and out of Gibraltar, we took a relatively cheap (2.15 euros) 30min bus ride from La Linea de Concepcion (Spain's border town by Gibraltar) to the Spanish port town of Algeciras. There's really nothing much to see...
Missed Connections: Kenitra
The good news is that we accomplished the challenge of making it to 3 countries/sovereignties in a single day. We got in and out of Gibraltar and got to see the Rock, we made it to the Algeciras ferry to Morocco, and we caught the 9:35pm train to Fez 5 minutes before...
Welcome To The Rock: Gibraltar
Gibraltar. It's a symbol of arbitrary lines. A country within a country. The U.K. owned Gibraltar lies in a small sliver of southern Spain where for a moment, you can hop over to a different country and back by simply walking over some line and flashing a...
The Drive from Seville to Gibraltar
The challenge: 6 cities and 3 countries in 20 hours. Leave Sevilla in the morning, arrive at the La Linea/Gibraltar border by 12pm, spend 3-4 hours in Gibraltar, take a bus to Algeciras, catch the 6pm ferry to Tangiers, Morocco, catch the 9pm overnight train to Fez....
Holy Flying Buttress, Batman!
See that guy lurking in the corner? That's my illness...following me to Sevilla. I got sick Night 1 in Barcelona from sleeping with wet hair*, and then proceeded to beast my way through a freezing but unfortunately (or fortunately? can't decide), not...
Where Are We Now?
Where Are We Next?
