Sunday, 1 November 2009

Friday from the team's perspective




Sidi Ifni and Sahara somewhere!


Km count: 580

Team leaders lost: 1

Further unexpected nights of being spoilt by luxury: 2

Number of lamb testicles bought: 1


On waking in the smelly surroundings of the Agadir campsite (and with poor Victoria spending a night in a tent on which a cat had relieved itself!) a few of us went to pick up some more tinned food to last us a few days in the desert while the others packed away the campsite. Tins, tins and more tins, Agadir being the world’s largest supplier of tinned sardines. We’ll leave you to imagine the smell.


The journey down to Sidi Ifni was not too long – about 130kms - and en-route we got the sad news that our leader Tom has had to fly home to get another passport. Unfortunately the Moroccan authorities could only issue a temporary passport to send him home and so is hoping to meet up with the rest of us later in the trip. Luckily, in the meantime, we have our experienced driving team, Mark and Rich to take care of us. On the downside, Tom has taken with him all of the team’s water sanitation tablets as well as a vital map! He was kind enough to leave us a bag of clothes and some smelly trainers though! Let’s hope he makes it out to join us as soon as possible!


We stopped off at a beautiful beach at a place called Sidi Ifni, a sleepy town with white, shuttered up houses which wouldn’t look out of place in southern Spain or Greece. The one thing that maybe makes it different is that the place was utterly deserted, with a few workmen bathing after a hard day’s work, a couple of children running around and us! The boys scampered up a rock and then ran into the sea to do some body surfing while the girls sat in the sun wondering what tonight’s facilities would be like. We then made our way to a campsite by the beach, complete with Wifi connection, a laundry service and hot showers, and pitched the tents right next to the sea and settled into a delicious veggie chilli. As Kristy announced to us after visiting the toilets “Guys, we have died and gone to camping heaven!”

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