In Adventure, Cycling tour, Euro bike 2016, Europe On  13/07/2016  No comments

Route of 4th day: Delft – Zoetermeer – Gouda
Total km/day: 41.56 km – (gpx)
Accommodation: hotel

• We got lost at Zoetermeer’s exit, there was no or we didn’t see one of the signs at a road junction. I really wanted to go to the bathroom but there was no toilets around. I even knocked on a house and asked if there was a bathroom nearby, they told me to go to the train station. When he got there, there was nothing, no attendant, no bathroom. As it was all very populated and without an open filed, only beautiful houses with perfect patios, I had nowhere to pee … It was stressful, simple things of life can be stressful. The relief was when we arrived in a village that did have a bar with a bathroom. Before I had stopped at a bakery and said that the bathroom was only for employees …
• I got scared at one of the junctions on the road, I almost got hit by a car. I stopped on a traffic light and had no angle to see the green or red. My father, who was behind me, said to go and I went but a c...

In Adventure, Cycling tour, Euro bike 2016, Europe On  12/07/2016  No comments

Route of the 3rd day : Leiden – dunes – sea – Hague – Delft
Total km/day: 38.19 km – (gpx)
Accommodation: private room at Hélène’s (Vrienden op de Fiets) place
Link to trip map: http://u.osmfr.org/m/93840/

• Our third day of cycling began being driven by Ap (host in Leiden) to leave the city. He kindly guided us to the first point of the route.
• As I love the sea, I took the advice of our hosts and rode through the dunes to the North Sea and from there we went to The Hague.
• In Delft, we stayed right on the historic center. In market in the central square I ate my first herring of the trip. As always, I loved it. My father did not even tried.
• One of the peculiarities of Delft are the crooked buildings, falling to one side. The most impressive is one of the great central churches, it is visibly fallen to the side. We did a boat tour and the guide explained to us that the main church has already begun to fall in the construction phase. Many of these buildings have several supporting str...

In Cycling tour, Euro bike 2016 On  11/07/2016  No comments

Route of the 2nd day: Haarlem – Heemstede – Hillegom – Lisse – Leiden
Total km/day: 40.33 km – (gpx)
Accommodation:  Private room at  Berna Zwinkels (Vrienden op de Fiets) place
Link to trip map: http://u.osmfr.org/m/93840/

Our second day:

• As usual, we did not leave early. We left about ten o’clock and soon the rain started, I was worried about my father because his jacket did not seem to be reliable.
• Around noon, we stopped to buy dry socks and drink a coffee.
• We passed several flower fields, but we arrived two weeks late, all of which had already been picked. In the middle of the green, you could see one or another lost flower.
• I wanted to get to know Keukenhof Park, but my father was already tired of the rain and preferred to move on, not go to the park. We did not know if there were flowers there, so we continued our trip to Leiden.
• Shortly before arriving in Leiden, we stopped at a bench on the way to eat nuts and watch the cyclists passing by. We should only get to our a...

In Adventure, Cycling tour, Euro bike 2016 On  10/07/2016  No comments

Route of the 1st day: Amsterdam – Badhoevedorp – Zwanenburg – Haarlem
Total of the day : 25 km – (gpx)
Accommodation: hostel private room

• In Amsterdam, I chose a hotel close to the airport because it was easy to get out the bike bag since it had an airport transfer. And it would also be much easier for my father to go cycling straight on the road and not having the city’s bicycle traffic. This was his first bike ride, better off on a quiet road.
• For the first two days, we strolled around the city, rented a bike for my father, and set mine up. I dismounted almost all of it to have the least risk of damaging the flight.
• My bike got damaged, the frame tightened on the flight and did not enter the wheel. I called a mechanic I found on the internet, instead of tidying up, it spoiled more. As th...

In Africa, Morocco On  25/02/2015  No comments

I would have a free week in Carnival, so I asked Òscar where he would like to go. He answered straight away: Morocco – because of the movie Casablanca I’d always wanted to know the country.

I have already visited Morocco in Easter holidays on 2002, but the trip was a bit complicated. I got really sick on the very first day of the trip. I was so bad that the hotel had to call a doctor. I was traveling by myself and all in all wasn’t very pleasant. After Marrakech, I took a tour to the desert because I’ve always dreamed of seeing the Sahara Desert. I visited the Atlas, Kasbahs, Dades, Merzouga and slept in camel hair tents on the desert. Then I went to Fez and Essaouira. At the end, I never got to write about this trip in Errante. I came back from my holidays really involved in my doctorate’s work and the memories stayed exclusively in my head.

Now it was time to come back to Morocco, with someone since my experience alone wasn’t that good...

In Africa, Traveled places, Morocco On  23/02/2015  No comments

Casablanca was the last stop of our Moroccan trip. The name brings images of romance and adventure but today is the biggest city in the Maghreb region and the economical capital of Morocco. We got to Casa Voyagers station late at night on a train from Marrakech and headed to our hotel straight away. It was near the port, on the entrance of the Medina and I though it certainly had known better times, it had a certain colonial charm.

The next morning we went to the Hassan II mosque. Built on a structure half on land and half on sea, the mosque is the biggest in Africa. Its minaret is 210 meters tall, the tallest religious building in the world. It’s an impressive sight, standing against the sea. Since we couldn’t make it to the visiting hours so we decided to go for a walk along the shoreline. The day was gray and rainy, so we stopped for a snack and afterwards we went to Rick’s Café.

The movie “Casablanca” was filmed entirely in studios, so Rick’s Café is not where Sam played “As...

In Traveled places, Morocco On  21/02/2015  No comments

Essaouira has been a strategic port throughout the centuries: traders, pirates, colonial powers, all had used (and fought for) its harbored bay. Nowadays, it may have lost its geopolitical importance but it remains one of the main tourist destinations of Morocco. So, when Fatima from Infinite Morocco invited us to a tour to Essaouira, we didn’t hesitate.

Our driver Mohammed picked us at Jemaa El Fna and we headed west towards the sea. The cities that we passed by (Loudaya, Zoudia, Chichaoua, Sidi Al Mokhtar) had the same red colors of Marrakech but, as we got closer to the sea, buildings gradually changed from red to white. Halfway across our journey, we had a surreal vision of goats climbing on trees. They do that to eat the nuts that produce Argan oil. When we took pictures, the goat herders came asking for some money. An extra income is always welcome, I guess.

Essaouira’s main attraction is its fort. It was built in the 18^th century and it’s well conserved...

In Africa, Morocco On  19/02/2015  No comments

We started our second day in Marrakech visiting the Bahia Palace. Built at the end of the 19th century, the palace is inside the Medina and it’s one of the few of its kind. Bahia means “Brilliance” in Arabic and any visitor can see why it was given that name: rooms upon room are filled with beautiful mosaics, intricate ceilings and lamps… It is not very well conserved but it is a photographer’s paradise, with its thousand colorful details.

The surrounding area used to be the Jew Quarter. Not so long ago, Morocco had a big Jew community; now what remains are a few brick houses with a slightly different decoration. It’s a busy neighborhood, full of artisans and markets.

Nearby are the Saadian Tombs. Dating from the late 16th century, the tombs were built upon and hidden by the next ruling dynasty and discovered in 1917. Like most Marrakech treasures, they are at the end of a narrow alley and hit you with their unexpected beauty.

With cultural needs satisfied but empty stomach...

In Africa, Morocco On  18/02/2015  No comments

We arrived in the busy Medina late afternoon. All the roads looked the same, there were hundreds of people moving around, and we got a little lost… After some people trying to trick us and other trying to help us, we finally arrived at Riad Karmela. The first impression when we got inside was very strong: you just left chaos and got into peace, we could sit and relax. And that was exactly what we did, in a gorgeous patio, by a fountain, with mint tea and sweet pastries. Our host, Joel, greeted us and gave us a quick explanation on how to move around, what to see and how much to pay for stuff. He also gave us a simplified map of the city. We got to our room, named Layla, rested for a while and decided to have dinner in Jemaa El Fna.

Jemaa El Fna is one of the most famous places on the world for street food. There’s row upon row of stalls selling meat on a stick, snails, sheep’s head, sweets… Unfortunately, waiters are a little too pushy and that can ruin your experience...

In Morocco On  17/02/2015  No comments

For our second day at the Atlas Mountains we had a big walk scheduled: about 14 km/4 hour uphill trek to the passage to the next valley.  After breakfast, we packed our cameras and headed out of the Riad.

We started the walk following the main road. The outskirts of Imlil were busy with locals going on their day-to-day tasks as well as fellow trekkers.  The grey of the houses made the multicolored carpets on sale appear even more attractive. For a brief time, we found ourselves following the tracks of a group of British teenagers that were clearly going in the same direction that us but we let them go ahead so they didn’t spoil the peacefulness of our walk.

After a short time we got to a shortcut, a dry riverbed that would lead us to the middle of a small village. The walk became harder, more uphill, but it also gave us a new look into the life of the Berber people. It was as if we were backstage, watching their lives unfolding before us...