31 January 2014

CHAPTER SIX: The game


So after our bad experience in Merzouga and meeting the British, we traveled with them for a while and saw the most incredible nature we otherwise would not get the chance to see.
And the story is not nearly finished. They drove us to Ouarzazate in the evening, helping us to find a hotel. From there we could easily take the bus to Marakesh.
In the evening we decided to take a short walk near our hotel. Coincidentally, we got into a tiny market with all different shops.

30 January 2014

CHAPTER FIVE


The ultimate fraud


Our trip was not just about getting to know the country; frankly, we haven't seen much. If anything. However we experienced more than one could dream of; we met incredible people and had unbelievable debates with them, experienced the most unexpected and even scariest stories.

27 January 2014

CHAPTER FOUR




The blue city
The blue city
I loved being in Chefchaouen. We met some travelers and hanged out with them in our hotel. I talked mainly with two guys who I found absolutely intriguing. You see, travelers are a weird species. They comprehend life differently; they loose the touch with the real world and then they create their own. I guess they are trying to find the happiness. But what is the happiness? Isn't it just the actual journey we are taking to achieve the ultimate well-being?

CHAPTER THREE

Akchour

The waterfall
Akchour
We traveled through few cities; in this order: Casablanca, Rabat, Sidi Slimane, Chefchaouen, Akchour, Nador, Fes, Meknes, Rissani, Merzouga, Marrakesh and Casablanca again. Sometimes we  traveled with Amine and Oussama, sometimes on our own. The experiences were amazing, memories were incredible and vast.
When Amine said we are going trekking I didn't take him seriously. I had my snickers, remember? And when he showed me the pictures from the place we are going to I got cold feet. Shit. I really need shoes. Shit. I can't even hike, what the hell am I doing in here?
At the end it was alright. I certainly had lots of fun with the group. We did only about two hours long trek to the waterfall and another two back. The waterfall was, well, a waterfall. I liked it, but was too tired to enjoy it. And I was cold. And tired.

25 January 2014

CHAPTER TWO


So we have reached.
And we are still alive. But I feel so ashamed. Never I went on a trip so unprepared.
I have been moving from country to country for almost four weeks now therefore carrying the same suitcase. However I am in an Arabic country at the moment and I come with a fucking suitcase, have no idea where I am going to or what I will be doing. I didn't even Google up where Morocco is on the map, nor checked the weather. Since we are mainly going North and I expected Africa to be hot (!) I got shorts and bikinis with me. Ha Ha!
On the other hand it was more fun this way since I had no expectations at all.

23 January 2014

I am rich. Because I travel.




Prepare to get dirty


Backpacking – the cheapest, but also the most dangerous way of traveling.


People often ask me how can I afford to travel so often and whether I'm rich. I am rich indeed. I am rich with experiences, memories and new friendships.
I am very surprised that my friends think I am a big traveler. Maybe comparing to them I do travel a lot, and even though I don't think I'm visiting very exotic countries I suppose I am doing exotic stuff there. I'm meeting locals, I am taking the dodgiest and cheapest buses, I talk to people on the street, I eat with families. Not everyone does this.

7 January 2014

CHAPTER ONE

Up in the air again

Woke up at 5.30am to take an early flight yet to another destination. Coffee, hangover, excitement, and a bag of smelly clothes. Yet another great trip in front of me, yet another eventful day.

You know that feeling when you suddenly get very scared because your life is in a great danger and you get this rush of an adrenaline in your blood. I feel similarly; I feel a travel adrenaline, as if high on drugs. I'm high on excitement. I lost the feeling in my finger tips; I stroke my hair but cannot sense it. I am not cold,  I don't mind the rising sun behind the aircraft's window bothering my eyes. I am not tired and I don't feel regret.