I’m in the busy town of Marrakech, Morocco. Around here they drink ridiculous amounts of green tea with tons of sugar, but the country is also renowned for their strong, black coffee. A decade has passed since my last coffee in a north African country, so I figured it was about time.
Eating my way through Basque country
"Not too bad to wash it all down with a local Txakoli, the young white wine typical of the Basque country."
"But unlike the movie Chernobyl Diaries, we didn’t find anybody there. Nature had reclaimed the area and the silence was deafening."
The dark days of Sarajevo
"The city survived on the edge of annihilation and has started to recover, but the stone walls still seem to cry out in lament of all the horrible things they have seen."
"The area contains 54 excavated bunkers along with gun emplacements, scattered around the town’s most visible landmark."
Memories of Skye
"The countryside is charming and some places even have coffee."
On the Trans-Siberian
"Since the toilets were locked during the seven hour stop, we had to bribe the provodnitsas to use the facilities. Then came the Mongols."