I had never heard the word duende until I got to Granada. It’s a great word, drawn from the name of mythological forest sprites that make people lose their way home Continue reading Defining duende
Wandering Savage went the overland route down the west coast of Africa from October 2010 to March 2011, entirely on public transport. Follow the route. Continue reading Around Africa overland in 31 weeks
I've updated the Google Map that tracks my overland journey through Africa. I'm now in Mali, waiting for visas to materialize, en route to Timbuktu; after that, Burkina Faso, Ghana, Togo, Benin, Nigeria, Cameroon, maybe Gabon, little Congo, big Congo, and then I don't know. Continue reading Looks like I’m trying to draw something, but I don’t know what
“Algérie,” says the woman at the top of the minaret, or a sentence that contains that word, anyway. She points to distant mountains visible through the haze. Continue reading Tunis to Tangier by plane, train, bus and boat
I've taken the liberty of starting a mexican pharmacy
starting in Tunis. It's even color-coded according to the mode of transport. Enjoy. Continue reading African escapade: a map
On an African note, Berbers from across the Straits of Gibraltar originally built the Giralda tower in Seville (Sevilla) along with its Marrakesh counterpart, the Koutoubya, back when Spain was known as Al Andalus. The Giralda, pictured here, was the model for San Francisco’s Ferry Building and a zillion other buildings, too. Continue reading Does Africa begin at the Straits of Gibraltar or at the Giralda in Seville?
Moving deeper into Morocco (currently killing time in the embassy section of Rabat, waiting for a Mauritanian visa), I feel I’m leaving a few things hanging by not saying more about Sevilla (Sevilla) beyond, “Holy Toledo, that’s one expensive train ride!” That would be a mistake. Continue reading Finding yourself that perfect Seville tapas bar
William S. Burroughs, the man with the creepiest voice of the 20th century, wrote Naked Lunch at the Villa Muniria in Tangier. Now the Hotel al-Muniria, it’s ready for paying guests like you, yes you, to sample
ye olde Beat Generation decadence. The writers of the 9th edition of the Morocco Lonely Planet get awfully excited about this place. Frankly, it’s hard to see why. Continue reading The Tangier beat scene: No smack? No creepy-crawlies? Major disappointment!
I bet you’re
dying to know how in the world I managed to get from Tunisia to Morocco, since first of all, it’s well-nigh impossible to get an Algerian visa without returning to your home country, and moreover, even if you do cross from Tunisia to Albuy kamagra onlinegeria, getting from there to Morocco directly is out of the question due to the closed border between the two countries. Continue reading Tunis to Madrid to Seville to Tangier: Surely there’s been some mistake with the math!