I promised to use a blog to keep you guys up with our progress, unfortunately after a week of travel this is the very first spot where we have ‘some’ wifi with Neanderthaler speed…
We had a good trip accross Europe staying at 4 nice Couchsurfing hosts that all had a lot of respect for our operation. We were able to use showers at these places till tuesday. Since then no more showers, so the Nissan smells like hell.
No technical issues. Only being scammed by all payed motorways, France being the king.
France border looked like Afghanistan but we did NOT need to stop ?
Spain motorways were cheaper, Extramadura was a great scenery.
Ferry was catched more than in time so we had an early crossing. Ceuta was very disappointing, eating Boudin/pensen on the beachside while dealers were selling dope from there cars next to us. Fuel was NOT cheap in Ceuta.
Border crossing to Marocco was acceptable, first getting through some pile of refugees, then one hour of negociating.
Almost ruined the car clutch when having to drive steep uphill after the customs to tanger.
Tanger traffic was worse than hell. We ended up driving straight through the Soukh in order to reach our host. parked our car there in despair and went on by feet.
Our host was 1 km from the Medina where we parked so we decided to move our car to this more secure area. But getting lost in Tanger is difficult so we replaced Pedro by Nadia to show the way in the narrow streets. Pedro used his android gsm with Locus and Openstreetmaps to navigate to the appartment.
Sleeping in Tanger is ok till 5:00 AM. Then 35 Mosques start calling for prayer. So we left early to find a car with a dead battery…fridge left on all night…
After half an hour Pedro could stop a taxi to use his battery. Some firework and 5 euro later we were again up and running.
A mistake was done with the next couchsurfing addresses that were only 100 km apart, one in Agadir the other in Tiznit. We chose the furtest but smallest city regarding our experience in Tanger… The disadvantage was that we had to drive during darkness. Total crazyness. Moroccans drive like total idiots. We were passed by by a small scooter with two people to find these 2 kilometer further dead in the middle of the road. something had happened, quite normal there.
In tiznit we parked in front of the police station. some negociating with the gardian and off to our new guest. In Morocco it is not allowed for a lady to host men, se we had to walk carefully to her place not to be seen by too many people. How sad for a lady that is a respected professor at university. There were two other guests, a nice guy from Spain and another Moroccan lady. Conversations and exchange of Belgian and Morroccan food went on till deep in the night…
Next day off to Western Sahara, again afraid of some new border trouble. No border…. so no trouble. Marocco pretends the Sahara is their land so one country…
Checkpoints every 50 km, same dumb questions, from where are you, where are you going to. Asking for “fiches” (prepared documents with everything from passport number till shoe size of your mother…) I made like 100 and I am now in Mauritania slowly running out of these…
Nobody asked questions about the numerous radio antennas the jeep is carrying. Ham radio communication with the world goes fine as S0WP and later as 5T0WP. The pile up is huge….
Being just before dark we decide to look for a camping spot. No camping spot so we find a smal road to a fishing vilage and set up camp halfway slightly off road. Everybody advises against wild camping in Western sahara but not a lot of options..
Next day the same, arriving just before dark at border, asking directions at p;olice station about safe camping spot but this 17 km away looks not like what we want, so again wild camping next to a roadwork site.
..now dinner break, more later…