moroccan trekking

Apparently camels spit and snort at you and generally don’t like people. I can’t wait for it! This Friday we leave for Marrakech, Morocco. It will be the first time to Africa and I’m fully expecting it to shock my system one way or another…at the very least on the way out of my system.

Now, we’ve been travelling all over Europe but this one’s different. It’s Africa. It’s a Muslim country that doesn’t drink yet has an underground nightlife for tourists. There are bombings. There are dead mules in the streets. This is Morocco. Our plan is to head into town for a couple of days then travel to the Saharan desert to ride a camel into the desert and sleep under the stars. No joke.

We’re prepared for the harrassment and people speaking Japanese to us (the Japanese have ruined travel for all Oriental Asians by buying up all the Louis Vuitton bags in every other country. Damn you. We will hence be greeted with Moroccans with Dirhim signs in their eyes. There is a possibility I have to perform some ninja moves on some naive souls in Morocco. Just gotta do it.

Note: Mum, If I don’t blog within a week of this post, call the embassy and come after me. I was innocent!

toilet in the sky

It’s about bloody time someone charged for the loo on the airplane. I mean, what’s paying a quid when you have to pee? Ok, if you don’t have a quid on you, things might get messy, but just be aware of this and go to the loo before you board the plane. During my last trip, I recall thinking about whether I should go to the loo on the plane or when we land but decided on the plane because it would mean faster time getting to the bus to get back to London from the terrible Stansted airport.

Look, spending money to use the toilet sounds absurd but it is completely optional. It just takes planning, like everything else in flying. You can’t bring liquids over 3oz on the plane, and likewise you can’t bring any urine on the plane over 3oz without paying a quid. Seems fair to me. I do have a love / hate thing going with RyanAir. Sometimes I love them sorta, but sometimes they call me an “idiot blogger” and I get offended. Overall, however, I will continue to fly with them for my entire time in London because you just can’t beat their prices….even if it’s a quid more now per flight.