Friendly Morocco

It’s 5 am when we start queuing up to embark the ferry from Spain to Morocco. We drunk our last European beers here yesterday and I use the waiting time to update our social media channels for the last time on the European network. From now on it’s finally time for the continent we came […]

Ode to Erika

It’s getting dark when we drop her off at a bus station in a Moroccon city called Agadir. She’s still only 20 years old and is about to leave on a 19 hour bus trip to the desert as an English speaking girl in a country where they only speak Arabic and French. Yup, our […]

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