Well, I guess this is the last one of these. I am home and the hols are over. What an amazing trip it was, though. It was something I looked forward to for ages, but then surpassed all expectations and was about a billion times better than I could even have imagined. Non, je ne regrete rien. Reading back over the blog entries I have put up, I feel I have missed a lot in the telling. I guess it's impossible to capture everything just using a few words. I really d...

'A foggy day in London town...' I like this song, however the rest of the words don't really apply to me as, in spite of what has been on and off quite dismal weather, I haven't been all that low or down since I have been here. Once again I find myself in a city where there is so much to see and do, and there have been many friendly and familiar faces to catch up with here, too. My guidebook to London has been lost somewhere between home and my return here, and...

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 ...

Well, things are going well here. Yesterday I walked up and down steep hills and lots of stairs, and today I have walked about 10km but on the flat, all the while seeing amazing sights, smelling amazing sells and every so often stopping to eat amazing food (I am fast running out of stomach!). Yesterday I did Montmartre including the Basilica du Sacre Coeur and the Place du Tertre. Quite a workout! The Basilica in particular - when buying my ticket to climb up to...

Hello again! It feels like ages since I wrote, net access has been harder to come by for the past little while. I am now in Paris, having since my last entry at Essaouira been back to Marrakech, through Marseille to Castelnaudary and on to La Ferriere before arriving here by train yesterday in the evening. So, to finish up on my Moroccan experiences: Essaouira was probably one of the most relaxing weeks of my life. We fell into a routine very rapidly which invo...