Agadir, Part 2. Camels At Sunset…

Camel riding along the beach at sunset is a Moroccan experience that surprisingly surpassed all our expectations.  In my mind’s eye I’m imagining sandy North African deserts, Bedouin tents, lush, green watering hole oasis’ and warm, balmy evenings all set conveniently around a small campfire where, above us, the stars of the heavens twinkle inContinue reading “Agadir, Part 2. Camels At Sunset…”

Agadir, Part 1. Never Say Never…

‘Never say never’ goes the well known saying. One to which the wise amongst us do well to subscribe to as, if nothing else proves an old adage true, time will out and reveal all, as all things inexorably change. What once was, will indeed be repeated, as lessons from the past are rarely learntContinue reading “Agadir, Part 1. Never Say Never…”

Black Boot Bashing

Following the Moroccan Atlas Mountain debacle in February 2018, Charlotte and I beat a retreat back to England. Today, two years later, I pulled my dusty boots off the shelf and gave them a thorough inspection as, with restrictions imminently being lifted, our home in France might finally be accessible to us and I willContinue reading “Black Boot Bashing”