When we first thought of spending New Year’s Eve in Morocco’s Sahara Desert, the idea evoked romantic notions of a luxurious tent, starry skies, warm breezes and candlelight. Who wouldn’t want to spend a magical night in the folds of … Read More
Cairo is like a beautiful, and very capricious, woman. You can’t tame her, every day is a frantic mess of sufferings and surprises, but you just can’t help but love her. Still, after a while in Egypt’s capital city every … Read More
We wake up in Agdz, a village of mud bricks located in the south of Morocco and located in the middle of a palm grove stretching for 200 kilometres. Agdz is in Draa Valley, an ancient river which nowadays only … Read More
No man’s land: that’s how they call that three kilometre strip parting Morocco from Mauritania, since ever disputed and now not belonging to anyone. On the roadside of this dusty track there are mines everywhere. Stopping or halting for a … Read More
Our journey from Iceland to South Africa took us in Morocco, where we travelled through the Western Sahara: 266,000 square kilometres, a nobody’s land whose borders are disputed among Morocco, Algeria and Mauritania. Morocco and its colours are simply magic. … Read More
