Haggling, hustling, hampering

We made our way, via taxi, to the bus 'terminal' for transport to the Mauritanian/Senegalese border. After paying and waiting for about 45 minutes we set off in a rather cramp minibus on a 6 hour journey through the desert/countryside. The two of us were in the front seats so had great views of the … Continue reading Haggling, hustling, hampering

By any means

Having arrived in Choum, on the ore train, at 0230 and we wandered around a little until we were kindly pointed to the 'taxi office' where about 20 men were arguing over space and luggage on the back of a pick up. Like them we too wanted to go to Atar, a desert town, three … Continue reading By any means

Riding the ore train

Today started before dawn as we needed to travel 3(ish) hours from Dakhla to the Mauritanian border via taxi. We found numerous taxi drivers but none of them was willing to take us down and they all said we needed a Grand Taxi. A Grand Taxi turned out to be an antiquated Mercedes saloon which … Continue reading Riding the ore train

Sand, sea, stops

Today started on a coach travelling from Marrakech in Morocco all the way south to Dakahla in Western Sahara, the journey was 23 hours long. During the. journey. we slept, booth finished our books and also. stopped. multiple times. Most of these stops we worked out were for prayer but some seemed to be for … Continue reading Sand, sea, stops

Desert Preparations

I woke quite late, hardly surprising after my late arrival, and was treated to a local breakfast made by the hostel owner, accompanied by my first mint tea of the trip, just as sugary as I remember when I last visited 6 years ago. My friend Nick, a fallow Army Officer was due to land … Continue reading Desert Preparations

French layover

I woke early to have breakfast, then explored a little more of Algiers before heading to the airport, hailing down a taxi after about 5 minutes walking. This was the first country I had tried to leave after the debacle I had in Israel but thankfully I wasn't interrogated here and was allowed to pass … Continue reading French layover

Into Africa

Towards the start of this year I decided that my next trip would either be to Latin America or to Africa, I chose to backpack through Central America, from Mexico down to Panama, but now I'm fulfilling my other wish, Africa. I was dropped of at the airport an hour and a half before departure … Continue reading Into Africa