Today I went to the barber, so I can give Helen, Wendy and Afsane a good kiss with New Year in the Sahara 😉
Barber time
Happy holidays!
From the snowy Atlas mountains: Happy holidays and a fantastic new year all!
Farewell Ouzoud
This was my view for the last three days, I really enjoyed it here but it’s also time to move on. In coming days I’ll be going through the Atlas Mountains and camp wild. Bye bye luxury of a hot shower, see you in Marrakesh.
Champagne at the Atlantic coast
From the busy city life in Rabat to the Atlantic coast, a great moment to open that bottle of champagne I got from Jaap.
Obtaining the Mauritanian Visa
Last night I spent the night in the Yellow Monster in front of the Embassy of Mauritania where I had to do my visa application at 8:30 am. The guard of the neighboring Embassy of Ivory Coast made this possible and kept an eye on me at night. While awaiting the visa approval I’m enjoying a nice breakfast.
Arrived in Morocco
Arrived in Morocco, all went very smoothly, and a ticket for the boat is cheaper than one to Terschelling! Maybe the Doekse service should be run by Moroccans?
Crossing Spain
Tonight is my last night in Europe, during the last 10 days I crossed Spain, successively the Pyrenees, Pamplona, Madrid, Granada and the Sierra Nevada.
In the Pyrenees I drove through the mountains, between cows, rivers and farms. Because there had to be refueled, I decided to go to Pamplona on time. Unsuccessfully I tried to book an AirBNB, thus finally wildcamping again, however this time in a quiet street in the city. The next day I discovered Pamplona, a nice little town with beautiful city walls, forts and other antiquity.
Arrived in Pamplona
Today I arrived in Pamplona, 18 degrees and a nice sun that unfortunately is already setting. That should not spoil the fun though, time for cervezas!
Belgium, France to Spain
The last 5 days were mostly on the road and finding out that even on the good roads in Europe, the troubled roads of Belgium disregarded, with the Yellow Monster 300 KM a day is quit a challenge. Moreover, it is dark early.
In Belgium I wild camped around the town of Ypres, known for the First World War. The route to it consisted mainly of a lot of wrong driving and getting to know the quirks of my GPS.
Arrived in the Spanish Pyrenees
I have arrived in the Spanish Pyrenees, parked at a closed campsite, but the internet is still working. Now first some food, and later tonight a report of the first few days of the trip.