Last night I was in bed just after night fall at 8.30pm and awake this morning well before sunrise at 7.00am. Because of the flatness of the land round here these two events are spectacular affairs with the sun disappearing in the west and springing to life in the east […]
Tag: The Atlas Mountains
The Road To Morocco – My Diary, Part 5.
Today the second day of BST was cool and bright at 7.ooam but promises to be warmer than yesterday. As I mentioned yesterday it is my father’s 97th birthday. He was born on the 31st March 1918, the 10th day of the German Spring Offensive or the Kaiserschlact as the […]
The Road To Morocco – My Diary, Part 4.
Up at the crack of sparrow fart to begin Day 5 of this journey, it was 6.00am but now it is 7.00am on a bright, bright March morning. The sun is beating down but the breeze off the Atlas Mountains suggests a cool 14C. Today should be good we have […]
The Road To Morocco – My Diary, Part 3
During my third night in Marakech the dogs had been disturbed more than likely by animals but maybe they are just a tad paranoid and after little sleep I arose at 6.30am to blazing sunshine. It is going to be a scorcher. The kids must have been given tranquilisers, they […]
The Road To Morocco – My Diary, Part 2.
Well here I am enjoying my first day in Marakech, learning new things by the minute. A lunch is put out on the table: a delicious lentil soup followed by a Chicken tagine, spicy rice and a salad of beetroot, carrot and lettuce all pulled from the garden minutes prior […]
The Road To Morocco – My Diary, Part 1.
After a leisurely drive up to Dublin we boarded the 4.00pm flight to Marakech, although not my first taste of Morocco, having been to Essaouira 15 months ago, it was an unnerving experience just driving through the Medina at night. I think the word to describe it is chaos but […]