Rocking the rock of Gibraltar

The rock of Gibraltar was a weird place, right next to Spain, but owned by the English, as they have used it as a strategic vantage point of hundreds of years fend of enemies. They have mazes of tunnels throughout the rock, the top left in the picture, that they created in the 1800's to place cannons there to blow the shit out of any attacks including the Spainish. Worth a look for a day, so I'm glad a mate Gareth took us on a day trip so that we didn't get stuck there.

Seeing that the english have occupied this for so long, I thought I would teach them a lesson or two.

Assume the positions boys, and get whats coming to you!!! hahahahaha, nothing like a good arse slapping.

Sunny Spain - Tarifer

Sunnnnnnny weather at last, the weather was beautiful once we got to Spain, so lived it up. You could also have a drink on the street as well. It's was exactly what we wanted to do after a month of nearly nothing. Since then, I think I have to clean myself up.. hahahaha what's different


Some Graffitti that reminded me of home. Can anyone guess what? Nikki, Vic and Rocco you should know this one.

Tangier photos - Mohummad the man

What more can I say, he thought a bit about him self. Quote 'I work out a little...... come on have a feel of my arms' Funny bastard

Checheuen Photos

The Blue streets of ChefCheuon, where you see this is how you know that it is a dead end on the alley. Usually where Papa Smurf kicks back and smokes his shesha. It was freaking freezing when we got there, and the architecture is completely different from Fes, using shapes and just slapping things together, as you can see from the example of the door above. Some of it quite weird stuff. Funny thing is that we meet up with mates from Melbourne, Green and Shannon one morning, after bumping into them in Fes a few weeks before. More pictures if you desire

Rocking the Kasbah in Tangier

No photos because these fucking places have no USB ports, and these freaking french keyboards are giving me the shites. Oh well, left Fes around a week ago, went to ChefChaoeun, which was nice and quiet just to chill out; In the ,midst of the Rif mountains it was was a great backdrop to view on. I will get some photos up shortly so that you can see for yourselves. imagine Smurfville, and you will get a rough picture of it.

In Tangeir now. Got Hammered with a local Mohammad ¤there all either mohammad or mustafa around here¤ and had some fun in a seedy little bar. getting a bit sick of the lack of things to do, as morocco is a little restrictive with what you can do. All I want is to sit back on the street and drink a beer in public, and look upon people with teeth, and hopefully a normal dressed woman to put me at ease. Going a little stir crazy, need some normallity in my life. Bring on Spain

Kwany over and out

Last day in Fes - Membad issahallah (until next time if god wills)

The Tombs outside the Medina walls - Been there.
Volublius (Fes's oldest Roman ruins) - Done that
Wore a Jelehba (traditional dress) - bought that


Well last day in Fes in the tranquil settings of my mum's house. Been there, done that, loved and hated it. Got asked this, got called that, and that ain't going to change for many moons to come. So this begins my lack of communication, as I will be on the road from here on in. Off to Chefcheoun (the Big C), Tangier and then off to Spain, then Portugal. Tunza of Work I will say hola to your family. Respect all, and issahlah bitches.

Photos of the wedding

Me and Wahiba.

Lovely couple, and Wahiba on the left, my new sister in law. Ain't she cute
Pat, Andre, Emma and Marty having a ball. Love the traditional dress. More photos to come