

After the Atlas Mountains, we finally had to go north. The city of Beni-Mellal, which according to Loneley Planet does not exist, surprised us with its western influences. We...
Atlas Mountains, High Atlas, Oukaimeden, Cascades des Roches, Ait Bouguemez, Imi n Ifri
At the Souk
At some point, we had enough dolce far niente... We left Imi Ouaddar towards Paradise Valley, sounds good. As soon as we started driving, Martin saw some nice curves up the...
Honestly, we needed a break. Traveling can be quite exhausting. All the new impressions and constantly being on the go, the sun and the heat, the different culture and...
Yes, the desert fever has caught us, which means we can't resist and dare it again, this time offroad from Mhamid through the Erg Chegaga to Foum Zguid. A little bit of sand or...
We've dreamt about it, but never really thought we would actually do it. The famous offroad track through the desert from Merzouga to Zagora is a challenge. At the key section,...
And there we see them, still far away, but they shine red, the dunes of Erg Chebbi. The journey to Merzouga drags on, until we finally arrive there, in the village that borders...
Between the High Atlas and the Anti-Atlas lies a plateau. The High Atlas appears brown from a distance, while the Anti-Atlas appears gray. We choose another off-road tour. But...
On the ferry, an Italian cartoon channel was showing a series with three cats. Whenever they find something cool, they shout: Fantastico, MEOW MEOW MEOW! We decided to make this...
After a night at a very nice campsite near Azrou, with chickens, rabbits, ducks, all kinds of birds, and a pink chick, we venture onto secondary roads for the first time. I...
Fes impresses us. We stroll through the alleyways, at first we try to remember the turns, until we realize that it's useless. We wander through the touristy streets, find narrow...
Meknes! A royal city! Milla asks where the princesses are, she wants to dress up as one and then not, so that people don't think she really is a princess. Meknes! A royal city!...
During the first night in Morocco, we spend the night at a small fishing port. The port is entered through a barrier, controlled by the border guards. Every fisherman must...
At the port in Genoa we can already feel some Moroccan flair. We see all the heavily loaded cars with the most interesting roof loads, and we could already buy pretty scarves if...
And off we go, we want a revolution or a quick million or... finally off! After weeks of anticipation, Martin's 7000 hours of overtime and Milla's and my impatient waiting, the...
...Milla explains to everyone who asks how much longer until our big trip to Morocco begins. Martin and I sometimes wish we had a few more days to prepare, but then we probably...