tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-39203604683830441232024-03-14T10:33:43.645+01:00Adventures of ViatorMundiviatormundihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00919637936837920163noreply@blogger.comBlogger37125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920360468383044123.post-79724187391584357432009-05-09T23:57:00.001+02:002009-05-09T23:57:07.856+02:00Mallorca Residencia News<a href=http://eepurl.com/bfIG>Mallorca Residencia News</a><br /><br />Posted using <a href="http://sharethis.com">ShareThis</a>viatormundihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00919637936837920163noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920360468383044123.post-7202863885447280842009-04-03T11:29:00.000+02:002009-04-03T11:30:07.163+02:00Finally at home<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTuxDeGsCjfUH8kXkzki0o_acU7V9vzYtUdtwWFZdotS4v6MGNrTmWAXOXtn5k8NH5AM5Cvskw9lRFPVoBXAaahdnKSv1gJUQuhkE2nyL-edWKkayv0rtSXaaoUx2IKsOgDCBsmRiLEuw5/s1600-h/photo-707164.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTuxDeGsCjfUH8kXkzki0o_acU7V9vzYtUdtwWFZdotS4v6MGNrTmWAXOXtn5k8NH5AM5Cvskw9lRFPVoBXAaahdnKSv1gJUQuhkE2nyL-edWKkayv0rtSXaaoUx2IKsOgDCBsmRiLEuw5/s320/photo-707164.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320395065003859234" /></a></p>viatormundihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00919637936837920163noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920360468383044123.post-1327573327287139432009-04-01T20:38:00.000+02:002009-04-01T20:41:38.489+02:00Turkey 1 - Spain 0<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigyLYSo2lAkNGZTHa61biHoFpZHO09BdFh3uhW128rVatddra4rmQdBn-HG9BfXl6YgVHftxNuCzVt1Tu3bVrUnpKzOqDpyT17ytzUbufdYBwRUT_8V-Q7RxG2VKvgCr173oXK6vWfIHpy/s1600-h/photo-798491.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigyLYSo2lAkNGZTHa61biHoFpZHO09BdFh3uhW128rVatddra4rmQdBn-HG9BfXl6YgVHftxNuCzVt1Tu3bVrUnpKzOqDpyT17ytzUbufdYBwRUT_8V-Q7RxG2VKvgCr173oXK6vWfIHpy/s320/photo-798491.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319795020104505122" /></a></p>I am the only Turkish passanger in the ferry and we are watching the <br>Turkey-Spain football game. Turkey is leading with 1-0. Spaniards are <br>not happy of course.viatormundihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00919637936837920163noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920360468383044123.post-84453468125575547712009-04-01T14:35:00.000+02:002009-04-01T14:37:03.193+02:00Good bye Africa<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhS-i0Xj5uBWTnf6mlErgQyXQQjwBxI-RMhw6uBgZC5onZoFbARG5LzGVpZ8esq1-aKZXoBubDpdi_n4C6nMlo6jS9BsERsP1zLXn30RFy8HvJUkuaZdo1YaGuM_n9lSztdNZI7B2PxSYFR/s1600-h/photo-723194.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhS-i0Xj5uBWTnf6mlErgQyXQQjwBxI-RMhw6uBgZC5onZoFbARG5LzGVpZ8esq1-aKZXoBubDpdi_n4C6nMlo6jS9BsERsP1zLXn30RFy8HvJUkuaZdo1YaGuM_n9lSztdNZI7B2PxSYFR/s320/photo-723194.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319701066486859138" /></a></p>The ferry from Melilla to Almeria leaves soon. We had a good stay in <br>Melilla. It is an impressive town with around 900 modernistic style <br>buildings, beautiful parks and tax free prices. The gas is 30% cheaper <br>here.<br>The Parador we stayed at was very good too. We needed some luxury <br>lodging especially after our hotel in Fes.<br>I am glad that the trip is ending soon. I missed my family a lot <br>especially my son. This was the first time I was away from him so long.viatormundihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00919637936837920163noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920360468383044123.post-22211214885838584622009-04-01T00:01:00.002+02:002009-04-01T00:16:30.715+02:00Last day in MoroccoWe decided to take the shorter road over the Rif mountains since the group decided to take it easy instead of driving for about 8-10 hours.<br /><br />I wanted to change some extra Moroccan Dirhams back to Euro before we left Fes and apparently it is a very difficult process. None of the banks or exchange offices want to change, some of them asked for the last receipt of the Euro-Dirham exchange. Apparently Moroccans are allowed to change but foreigners not. We then decided to change our Dirhams at the border.<br /><br />A simple day with no planned action can be an adventure in Morocco. We were planning to buy gas in a town called Taza but it turned out to be an impossible project. The town had a huge market, people, animals, cars, trucks everywhere. 5 or 6 gas stations we checked were out of fuel. So we had no choice but drive further. Jaime with his 30 liter tank had no problem but I and Adrian would eventually run out of fuel. My bike did about 390km when we found gas, which is a record. Well the last 100kms I had to drive like a grandfather.<br /><br />The border of Morocco and Spain at Almeria is not really a nice place. Bunch of people, I don't know what they are doing there the whole day. The Moroccan site is super dirty, feels kind of not safe. There are bunch of police officers but still chaos exists. After we started our paper process and were in the middle of the border crossing we realized that we needed to change money. The guy who helped us in the entrace was there and took me and Marie Anton back to Moroccan site and we changed money in a kiosk. Funny enough, by following this guy we didn't need to show our passports to Moroccan police again, so much for the security. But the golden rule of borders is valid here too. Getting out of a country is always easier than getting in.<br /><br />On the Spanish site, officers didn't even check our passports. Since our bikes are Spanish registered and not very common in Morocco.<br /><br />Now we are in Melilla. A small harbour town which has been under the control of Spain since 1500. Although we are still in Africa, it feels completely Spain here. Even the time is 2 hours ahead. Ceuta and Mellila are small harbour towns on the coast of Morocco which belong to Spain with heavy military presence. Spain also owns couple of small islands close to the Moroccan cost.<br /><br />Tomorrow we will take the ferry to mainland Spain, spend the night in Almeria since the ferry is arriving late in the evening and the following day we will drive to north to take another ferry from Denia (close to Valencia) to Mallorca.<br /><br />The Morocco trip is over but still there are 2 days and more than 600kms to my family.viatormundihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00919637936837920163noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920360468383044123.post-32899620557219609432009-03-31T22:33:00.001+02:002009-04-01T00:01:10.898+02:00Escape from busy streets of the Medina<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAk6AExYxJFXI3m-HiBJSg1C9QWOMf_nvPo9IhnlRsT8E303tHl_xQ5YLL8NllNFpcTGQ-7t4IYH7n9go_wlJeURDi-wrJH7hwk0K4BmUGTATaxXDRMLQuSYV5r_rJpn_lOwAHZpb3RgZa/s1600-h/photo-794500.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319453123988874242" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAk6AExYxJFXI3m-HiBJSg1C9QWOMf_nvPo9IhnlRsT8E303tHl_xQ5YLL8NllNFpcTGQ-7t4IYH7n9go_wlJeURDi-wrJH7hwk0K4BmUGTATaxXDRMLQuSYV5r_rJpn_lOwAHZpb3RgZa/s320/photo-794500.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><p class="mobile-photo">After busy streets of the Medina in Fes, we came to the luxury hotel of Palace Jaima to get some drinks and chill out. It has a nice view of the city. I really liked Fes. On the contrary to Marrakech it is hilly, kind of reminded me the south eastern city of Mardin in Turkey. There are nice green hills surrounding the city. </p>viatormundihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00919637936837920163noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920360468383044123.post-30907209306338509772009-03-31T22:14:00.001+02:002009-03-31T23:57:09.651+02:00Getting lost in the Medina of Fes<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFft5kVipEsVoRL1ZP2k0PtDjgoNtaGMcVEv27RhYaqPxo9GGo0ybMuHw03cHSc1OjnmNmzNSYrrWaMoO3ivB_aT7ubkXPZnRrcFW1OgsBBg7uCevn7HUsiKVRazpb8ygRUbJ22HqMcIwf/s1600-h/photo-744532.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319452049824308258" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFft5kVipEsVoRL1ZP2k0PtDjgoNtaGMcVEv27RhYaqPxo9GGo0ybMuHw03cHSc1OjnmNmzNSYrrWaMoO3ivB_aT7ubkXPZnRrcFW1OgsBBg7uCevn7HUsiKVRazpb8ygRUbJ22HqMcIwf/s320/photo-744532.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><p class="mobile-photo">Finding the right direction or address is almost impossible in the Medina of Fes. If you make the mistake of asking someone, you don't end up at your destination but in a shop. We followed the recommendation of Lonely Planet and just followed the flow of people and got lost. Somehow, we came across to many important sites by doing so. </p><p class="mobile-photo">When we arrived to Fes the first day evening, there was a welcoming committee waiting for us already. Group of men trying to convince us for various things. Guide of the old town tomorrow, a restaurant suggestion for the evening, suggestion of parking spaces for our bikes etc. It is really annoying dealing with these people especially after driving for 6-8 hours, last one hour in the dark and during heavy rain. My strategy was to ignore them and not even look at their face because when you start talking to them, there is no end. But Jaime is the nice guy among us and responds to them. </p><p class="mobile-photo">When we changed our clothes and came to the door of the hotel, some of these guys were still waiting for us, to take us to the restaurant they take their commission from. We couldn't deal with them anymore and followed the official guide guy and ended up in a touristy restaurant with not so good food. </p><p class="mobile-photo">They really try to convince you to take a guide for visiting the medina. Many lies fly in the air such as we would get lost, the medina is not safe etc. There are so called official guides with an ID and they show you around for sure but also make sure that you go to the multiple shops they collaborate with. Then there are unofficial guides, which makes the rest of the male population in the medina. It questionable how much they know about the history of the Medina and its historical sites but one thing is sure that they also take you to their favourite shops. </p><p class="mobile-photo">Our decision next day was to use a guide called Ahmet, me! I didn't buy the Lonely Planet for nothing right? Jaime was afraid that we would be bothered to much by salesmen without guides but we managed quite well. </p><p class="mobile-photo">The medina, its narrow streets with thousands of shops, bright colors of clothes are sure impressive but I have to say that I wasn't impressed by the largest mosque in Africa. Well, I am from Istanbul and mosques in my hometown are way bigger and impressive for sure. </p><p class="mobile-photo">Moroccans were not extra friendly to me when I mentioned that I am from Turkey. Turkey is really a far away country for them. Except the same religion there seems to be not much common. Some guys mentioned Galatasaray and the Prime Minister Erdogan when they heard that I am Turkish but that's all. </p><p class="mobile-photo">And the food. Yes tajhin and couscous are delicious but after 15 days one looks for variations and they don't exist much. It looks like the whole country is eating tajhin, meat and vegetables cooked in a ceramic container, and couscous. </p><p class="mobile-photo">Last night we followed the recommendation of Lonely Planet and ate in a street restaurant with two tables! It is called Thami's place and I can definitely recommend it. The food was delicious, Thami is a funny guy and we really had a good time. </p>viatormundihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00919637936837920163noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920360468383044123.post-82901669584852460332009-03-31T21:43:00.001+02:002009-03-31T22:00:05.378+02:00Leather workers of Fes<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFT4iau7mkolIcSAkIT2HlLt282-y2BnXcnnu_loflQm_-J_MyhWSM_fSPSvewrYipn_FquZlGRQ-PbOjTkNoL-iLhyzAPC-CYw1sureSUl7SBeCq1T7OG7oNybRT8o_gpGoGI3NNQvU5w/s1600-h/photo-735837.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFT4iau7mkolIcSAkIT2HlLt282-y2BnXcnnu_loflQm_-J_MyhWSM_fSPSvewrYipn_FquZlGRQ-PbOjTkNoL-iLhyzAPC-CYw1sureSUl7SBeCq1T7OG7oNybRT8o_gpGoGI3NNQvU5w/s320/photo-735837.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319440412736801490" border="0" /></a></p><br />Maybe some of you have seen this scene in some tourist books about Morocco. This is the view of the famous leather district's production court of Fes' Medina. Here leather workers are producing different color leathers with natural coloring ingredients. To be able to take a picture like this it is necessary to go up to a terrace of one of the surrounding buildings. That means you have to go through one of the leather shops and go through the whole sales pitch process of leather sellers. But it is worth it. We were lucky regarding the smell since it rained last couple of days and it is not very warm. We are told that the smell is unbearable during the hot summer days. Actually, they offered us mint leaves to cover our noses.<br /><br />Although the scene is impressive and interesting to take pictures (we were not lucky with colors because they were doing that day black and while leather coloring) I have to say that I felt sorry for the workers due to the bad conditions they work. The leather of Fes is famous and was used also in book bindings in the history.viatormundihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00919637936837920163noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920360468383044123.post-58117472616362459422009-03-30T21:30:00.002+02:002009-03-30T21:33:57.601+02:00Medina of Fes, absolutely worth to seeI spent the whole day walking in the narrow streets of Fes' Medina today. It is better than Marrakech's Medina according to me because it is more authentic. There are thousands of shops, different craftman's areas and leather production disctrict where they produce leather with ancient techniques. Marrakech was worth to see but I liked Fes much better.<br />The medina is a paradise for photography, full of colors but many salesmen don't like people taking pictures.viatormundihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00919637936837920163noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920360468383044123.post-37190933686245314022009-03-30T21:24:00.002+02:002009-03-30T21:29:45.839+02:00Amazing country with pushy sales peopleNow it is time to write an entry about this issue because I am really fed up with it. Morocco is a beautiful country with impressive geography. BUT many people we meet on the roads or especially in the cities try to sell us something or want money. They never leave you alone. I am used to pushy sales people from Grand Bazaar of Istanbul and trust me in comparison to Moroccans, they are nothing. Asking a direction to any person in Marrakech or Fes can be a mistake because they don't take you to the direction you want but to the shop they get commission. It is really annoying I have to say.<br />I understand that pushy sales people in Fes or Marrakech behave so but when we stop with our bikes in the middle of nowhere, people are running to us from far distance to ask for money, things or sell us something. As I said, Morocco is a fantastic destination to visit and I am sure I will do it again but I will not miss the sales people.viatormundihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00919637936837920163noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920360468383044123.post-88928194433254742532009-03-30T21:22:00.002+02:002009-03-30T21:24:16.130+02:00Marrakech to FesThe weather gods are not with us. It was raining so much yesterday, we decided to change our route. Instead of going from Marrakech to Fes over the mountains we decided to take the highway to Casablanca and from there to Meknes and Fes. By doing so we gained one day and will stay in Fes two nights instead of one.viatormundihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00919637936837920163noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920360468383044123.post-55032577830903236132009-03-28T18:08:00.003+01:002009-03-30T21:20:55.236+02:00Djemaa El- Fena night time<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMuhToOsx68ctEINWtpynh9SYIttQm6cnm-kWG-t3YaX2DzdXHxpiazGK7qkMRiKK6TabKebp0aXmXZ5JOcDkDfEJErmPtuyMv1FDo9VPrDGqL3BEXMuJWaQk9PvSHwaCn-3x4UZYvFv30/s1600-h/photo-754530.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318286867298368962" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMuhToOsx68ctEINWtpynh9SYIttQm6cnm-kWG-t3YaX2DzdXHxpiazGK7qkMRiKK6TabKebp0aXmXZ5JOcDkDfEJErmPtuyMv1FDo9VPrDGqL3BEXMuJWaQk9PvSHwaCn-3x4UZYvFv30/s320/photo-754530.jpg" border="0" /></a></p>Yesterday evening we went back to the main square and had dinner in one of these stand restaurants. Quite some action exists on this square. But the weather is not treating us well, it rained a lot.viatormundihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00919637936837920163noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920360468383044123.post-45505016929726503832009-03-28T18:03:00.002+01:002009-03-28T18:06:14.419+01:00Now the blog is more like a blogI realized that I made a mistake with the email updating feature and only uploaded the pictures but not the text. Apologies for that. You can now see all the blog entries complete.viatormundihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00919637936837920163noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920360468383044123.post-15156538514879463722009-03-28T00:13:00.003+01:002009-03-30T21:21:33.844+02:00Marrakech, a live theatre<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuCd-qa4aGJEeaM_Orbb1IhPij_Wo3gbKCWotde5xs0jYDUnDwV7avdhGCHPFPgIn4ZF5Aylxi-U-GMh0F5eJdw2vedC4GEFTWPhsW8_ARQmeEMjAgT2lJPvjAN98kvi8rO5hMKADmhq2L/s1600-h/photo-727503.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318023039404118338" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuCd-qa4aGJEeaM_Orbb1IhPij_Wo3gbKCWotde5xs0jYDUnDwV7avdhGCHPFPgIn4ZF5Aylxi-U-GMh0F5eJdw2vedC4GEFTWPhsW8_ARQmeEMjAgT2lJPvjAN98kvi8rO5hMKADmhq2L/s320/photo-727503.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><p class="mobile-photo">The road from Quarzazate to Marrakech is a fantastic road for motorcycling. Unfortunately we got rain in the first part and it was really cold at the pass of 2200 meters. Adrian's girlfriend got very cold and my gel warmers served their purpose. I would love to drive on this road again. Marrakech is nicer than I expected. The traffic is managable and streets clean.This picture is taken from Djemaa El-Fena, the big square in the middle of the medina ( old town). It is really an impressive place. It reminded me the ancient marketplaces we see in the movies with stands, performers, animals etc.Around this square are covered streets with many gift shops like in Grand Bazaar in Istanbul. We did a short walk this afternoon. Tomorrow we will explore the city more.</p>viatormundihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00919637936837920163noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920360468383044123.post-4869944559272169582009-03-28T00:04:00.001+01:002009-03-28T17:54:29.456+01:00Lake Iriki, another dimension and time<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRr1a_B1Mvut8MxppY8elVh0WDszsa-8_-jGxSRSDpPDX18bgy-L_rA5kPMoel1L5_t_qtXX8fgFzmCMcNfh9ITUOdOKadTKDeJYaKtCL1mMA2VyZhFbnxXI29_xKro6DYIa46t8uaGKRJ/s1600-h/photo-781948.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318020696770421986" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRr1a_B1Mvut8MxppY8elVh0WDszsa-8_-jGxSRSDpPDX18bgy-L_rA5kPMoel1L5_t_qtXX8fgFzmCMcNfh9ITUOdOKadTKDeJYaKtCL1mMA2VyZhFbnxXI29_xKro6DYIa46t8uaGKRJ/s320/photo-781948.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><p class="mobile-photo">This picture is taken in the middle of Lake Iriki. There is no more water on the surface but there was 30 years ago. From one end to the other is about 30 km. Driving on this lake surface was an amazing experience. One can literally close his eyes and drive full speed at least with a car. In the middle of the lake is this small tea house.Our offroad trip took 4 days. After we left Medina we visited Gorges de Todra, a beautiful canyon. Our final destination was Merzouga. When we arrived to Merzouga, it was already dark. Finding the auberge we are going to stay was a challenge because we had to navigate in the dark an on sandy tracks. Thx to our GPS we managed to do that. Asking directions to local people is useless because they all try to convince you to stay at their hotel.Next day we met our crazy guide Salh and his brother Mohammed. Our tour for the first day supposed to be only 80km and it took us from 10am to 6 pm. The reason for that was the dunes around a village called elraina. I think we spent 3 hours in 10kms. Not only us did have problems with the dunes, our guide's 4x4 and many participants of the Aicha rally. Next day was even more difficult. We did 230 km on offroad tracks and sand dunes. When we arrived to the tent camp it was already dark. Last day with our guide we visited the Lake Iriki then drove on some Dakar tracks, had lunch in an oasis and arrived to Foun Zguid. First time asphalt after 3 days!The following day we said good bye to our friendly guide and drove towards Zagora on an offroad track again. 130 km of offroad track took us about 4 hours because the road was very rocky and we had to cross river beds multiple times. I guess the temperature reached 40 celsius. After Zagora, the road was asphalt to Quarzazate and magnificient with mountain passes. Yesterday we stayed at Bikers Home in Quarzazate, a cute place run by a Dutch guy and his Moroccon wife.</p>viatormundihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00919637936837920163noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920360468383044123.post-88091631579832463702009-03-27T23:44:00.001+01:002009-03-28T17:55:33.500+01:00Morocco, the country of extremes<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEhyphenhyphenKENRce5eVTMUs_GlidqQL5Rf9BQmfoXp_exvV0vW-csUPWGo2SkVgJVqCfZJ7fPsPitTZ9jQE_NHQqXo4VddOf36DZtCG0VzaiWk8EqxK5mmp0If680iyywuklDmxMBBNjwWqNHrSp/s1600-h/photo-709173.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318015662054956514" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEhyphenhyphenKENRce5eVTMUs_GlidqQL5Rf9BQmfoXp_exvV0vW-csUPWGo2SkVgJVqCfZJ7fPsPitTZ9jQE_NHQqXo4VddOf36DZtCG0VzaiWk8EqxK5mmp0If680iyywuklDmxMBBNjwWqNHrSp/s320/photo-709173.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><p class="mobile-photo">Now I understand why offroad enthusiasts love this country. It offers different geography and climates in one day. Just half an hour before this picture taken we were sweating like crazy on the sand dunes and now we had to drive on rocky roads. Some rocks were as big as my head. The temperature also moves around extremes. An ultimate challenge for the riders, bikes and the equipment.</p>viatormundihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00919637936837920163noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920360468383044123.post-90928147235618859212009-03-24T15:15:00.001+01:002009-03-28T17:56:10.617+01:00Second day on the desert<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzpnIke5QDCoYk1yWxuq4CMjLwrJ_JOTOT_7QdgYahvAZ1KvWJILYgi5_3Z6FTH0GqnKMfhY4U_qSc_jdLHP_UJmc5nuqcbslUvJ5iXlUuDVF2rJxjG5LnTG7YcKbV-mX7Qqeg9UBFc57H/s1600-h/photo-749572.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316758698117797090" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzpnIke5QDCoYk1yWxuq4CMjLwrJ_JOTOT_7QdgYahvAZ1KvWJILYgi5_3Z6FTH0GqnKMfhY4U_qSc_jdLHP_UJmc5nuqcbslUvJ5iXlUuDVF2rJxjG5LnTG7YcKbV-mX7Qqeg9UBFc57H/s320/photo-749572.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><p class="mobile-photo">We are on our way to Mhamid. I am sending this post from Tagounite. Today's track is easier compared to yesterday. We made 150 km until lunch. After lunch we need to make 90km more. The scenery varies all the time. Desert, open areas like surface of the moon, mountains with rocky roads. There people in the middle of nowhere. Just before arriving to Tagounite we passed a village which reminded me those 1001 night stories' descriptions. Palm trees, buildings matching the color of the landscape.Now I understand why Morocco is so popular especially for motorcyclists.</p>viatormundihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00919637936837920163noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920360468383044123.post-87078737012559973852009-03-24T15:07:00.001+01:002009-03-28T17:57:07.140+01:00Magnificient sand dunes of Merzouga<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEil0ajeU4UcFrdeLZvXrE7sf0wcWjNClnd1v3CuBoNr6HZOJWRm6o4CbButczBW4y9tIqtxxNzCJnjrT8GxAAGqcudMXT_1QELl9hyphenhyphen2lDgRWETG7HGu5VVYUkGFtjgNFeO3eKBtadAAZxRL/s1600-h/photo-703804.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316756352838506434" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEil0ajeU4UcFrdeLZvXrE7sf0wcWjNClnd1v3CuBoNr6HZOJWRm6o4CbButczBW4y9tIqtxxNzCJnjrT8GxAAGqcudMXT_1QELl9hyphenhyphen2lDgRWETG7HGu5VVYUkGFtjgNFeO3eKBtadAAZxRL/s320/photo-703804.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><p class="mobile-photo">This was the view from the hotel we stayed in Merzouga. It is first time for me on a desert. It is absolutely breath taking.Next day we started our ride on the desert. It was a difficult day. We made only 80 km that day. There was a section of 10km sand dunes and we spent there at least 3 hours. Everybody dropped the bikes but no big damages. It is a different world here and I like it.</p>viatormundihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00919637936837920163noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920360468383044123.post-59359816843573812332009-03-22T14:56:00.000+01:002009-03-23T19:48:32.618+01:00On the way from Midelt to Tinghir<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioArA_68v2XrKk8UFUTLb7KH-3KTDtKmrTTZIBov4ks-iGvB6LuoPq07aACSmJygq1Ym3W2FhFNS-dgDfjSUfM1tan35DdgsmAHiyY7SHKsLimjCjSdurj0fVGfo7cOcazLiXN_gookO9x/s1600-h/photo-712619.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioArA_68v2XrKk8UFUTLb7KH-3KTDtKmrTTZIBov4ks-iGvB6LuoPq07aACSmJygq1Ym3W2FhFNS-dgDfjSUfM1tan35DdgsmAHiyY7SHKsLimjCjSdurj0fVGfo7cOcazLiXN_gookO9x/s320/photo-712619.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316457031450295794" /></a></p>viatormundihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00919637936837920163noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920360468383044123.post-55884893936170911072009-03-21T22:26:00.001+01:002009-03-28T18:13:21.076+01:00Midelt-The first day in MoroccoIt was a long day. We arrived to Melilla about 8am. First to do was to change money. Jaime remembered the old man he changed money before. The old man was at the same gas station. Then we head to the border. Not much to say about it. Typical chaotic border scene. A guy helped us for 5 Euros. The whole process took about 45 minutes.<br />I have to say that the first 200km on the way south were not so special. There were at least 3 radar controls.After Guercif the scene became more interesting. On the right side the middle Atlas mountain range appeared. After Guercif we stopped at a village to photograph some ruins. 20-30 kids surrounded us immediately, asking for money, pens, other things. I walked away from my bike 10 meters to take a picture and realized afterwards that kids took my camera bag. Lesson learned we won't leave the bikes alone even for a second. Last 50 kms of the ride was nice because we passed some Berber villages with interesting architecture. When we arrived to Midelt it started to rain like hell. We liked Hotel Kasbah Asmaa. It has decent quality and charm. The food was good to.It was a good day. We arrived to our destination earlier than planned.<br />Tomorrow we have more kms to drive. We will continue driving south and then towards Tinerhir to see Gorges du Todra. Afterwards we will head southeast to Merzouga next to Erg Chebbi sand dune.viatormundihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00919637936837920163noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920360468383044123.post-15113879535523051092009-03-21T09:26:00.000+01:002009-03-21T09:27:37.201+01:00Border control<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5iMqLyZFomzL_pDVPpdpnc4ypLIBxeLYB8bT5s6jnjkRSGS9n-yv4BEJfGmZcCbJM3nuhwhnsf8zbiwVw1jAeGEaO524NoxNnvxQvpfSSt5sIwxZN6raazwTM2FsaQWOsXWe67LeldHAc/s1600-h/photo-757203.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5iMqLyZFomzL_pDVPpdpnc4ypLIBxeLYB8bT5s6jnjkRSGS9n-yv4BEJfGmZcCbJM3nuhwhnsf8zbiwVw1jAeGEaO524NoxNnvxQvpfSSt5sIwxZN6raazwTM2FsaQWOsXWe67LeldHAc/s320/photo-757203.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315554850948623378" /></a></p>viatormundihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00919637936837920163noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920360468383044123.post-5600627478389593872009-03-21T09:10:00.000+01:002009-03-21T09:12:14.049+01:00KTMs everywhere<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQ4CabeNnmolJwTBFP2pqJF9NkdKYEU9AxKHkmkjJD3sxlNTdJE1QV3f4jR7_8V4m1YQAcj2B87rgNXi93hLbyrpDXKuIhikMTk95vsw3DnNpjJ1jR3IkQan8JlOuAAbZOIdA1Zf5dMEM-/s1600-h/photo-734051.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQ4CabeNnmolJwTBFP2pqJF9NkdKYEU9AxKHkmkjJD3sxlNTdJE1QV3f4jR7_8V4m1YQAcj2B87rgNXi93hLbyrpDXKuIhikMTk95vsw3DnNpjJ1jR3IkQan8JlOuAAbZOIdA1Zf5dMEM-/s320/photo-734051.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315550887296622242" /></a></p>viatormundihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00919637936837920163noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920360468383044123.post-66738921754107613212009-03-21T08:50:00.000+01:002009-03-21T08:52:22.654+01:00Africa!<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh60usfRyWovWVoq0Ym78-pNitPCHBLWRYr6Twd8geahryMNoU_zHQCxISCRVSu06OmW8wr-a9qpbcC-hO1Z_QZesk52VekA0hv_3FA2XDSIq150d2Fd6bYeRP_misxKa3sBpVBcROLxp7M/s1600-h/photo-742656.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh60usfRyWovWVoq0Ym78-pNitPCHBLWRYr6Twd8geahryMNoU_zHQCxISCRVSu06OmW8wr-a9qpbcC-hO1Z_QZesk52VekA0hv_3FA2XDSIq150d2Fd6bYeRP_misxKa3sBpVBcROLxp7M/s320/photo-742656.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315545768382588610" /></a></p>viatormundihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00919637936837920163noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920360468383044123.post-73609437400432050632009-03-20T10:39:00.000+01:002009-03-20T10:48:02.788+01:00Old town of Ibiza<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfjnjkTnv9OQ5z1g07sPEGmcSgt1JwYYP0QlduxxmGdAPRsxYEX4rLG2Zw-NNctq7LsuezQLpJjFQodpM4dzAt4yyZGUn9anctHQmn6GA2Yi8AxN7cjHxPwe7g6EZWbaTUcKrnjYuzlw89/s1600-h/photo-782790.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfjnjkTnv9OQ5z1g07sPEGmcSgt1JwYYP0QlduxxmGdAPRsxYEX4rLG2Zw-NNctq7LsuezQLpJjFQodpM4dzAt4yyZGUn9anctHQmn6GA2Yi8AxN7cjHxPwe7g6EZWbaTUcKrnjYuzlw89/s320/photo-782790.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315204488246721074" /></a></p>viatormundihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00919637936837920163noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920360468383044123.post-52446555862332017362009-03-20T10:36:00.000+01:002009-03-20T10:40:15.936+01:00Ibiza <p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbdzQ2hEDWBx1E7XJ-job4Xqkce9XiGW-8gd-4bL5nUH1T9GMtc_MJaJp5xcgHsNP1VxCJs4OQQ9M6N8KAWccm6o9wGxMQCtvGULcdXn2d8FEQUiJPoD7379I0fVF_RcC0X1_FYumivwNZ/s1600-h/photo-715939.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbdzQ2hEDWBx1E7XJ-job4Xqkce9XiGW-8gd-4bL5nUH1T9GMtc_MJaJp5xcgHsNP1VxCJs4OQQ9M6N8KAWccm6o9wGxMQCtvGULcdXn2d8FEQUiJPoD7379I0fVF_RcC0X1_FYumivwNZ/s320/photo-715939.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315202487197968754" /></a></p>viatormundihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00919637936837920163noreply@blogger.com0