Call it a whim, an impulse, a coup de foudre...whatever you call it I am once again in Morocco, I just love it too much here. I flew in once again to Marrakech last Thursday from Paris, seated next to a little French kid who could not contain his excitement as we flew over la Ville Rouge (they call Marrakech 'the Red City' because of the colour of all the buildings being the same dusty pink), and I have to say I was grinning almost as hard as he was. Got off the ...

Maroc. Que je l'aime bien ici! So much so that I have ditched Spain in order to stay here an extra week. I'm at Essaouira with a friend I have met since being here and we have rented a flat for the week. It's right near the beach and I'm finding it kind of like having a holiday within a holiday. But I'm getting ahead of myself...I never went on the tour that I had booked, I had a bad case of food poisoning strike me down on the afternoon that I was set to leave a...

Maroc. Que je l'aime bien ici! So much so that I have ditched Spain in order to stay here an extra week. I'm at Essaouira with a friend I have met since being here and we have rented a flat for the week. It's right near the beach and I'm finding it kind of like having a holiday within a holiday. But I'm getting ahead of myself...I never went on the tour that I had booked, I had a bad case of food poisoning strike me down on the afternoon that I was set to leave a...

Maroc. Que je l'aime bien ici! So much so that I have ditched Spain in order to stay here an extra week. I'm at Essaouira with a friend I have met since being here and we have rented a flat for the week. It's right near the beach and I'm finding it kind of like having a holiday within a holiday. But I'm getting ahead of myself...I never went on the tour that I had booked, I had a bad case of food poisoning strike me down on the afternoon that I was set to leave a...

This is a test entry, as the internet struggles here a bit. So far it seems to be working okay... So, here I am! At 9am yesterday I boarded a bus in OConnell St and ten hours later, having gone via Manchester, my feet met African soil for the first time. Funny thing, this travelling caper. As I write this I am sitting in an internet cafe just off the Djemaa el Fna, the central hub of Marrakech. It is amazing! My only regret is that my typing is so slow here bec...