[ Taliouine, Morocco ] To say I’m miserable in this moment would be understatement. To pass the time—and there will be hours of it—I imagine my current predicament...
[ Ouarzazate, Morocco ] The days since Tanant have been a pretty serious reality check, and a reminder that when you start a hard ride with zero training, you had better...
[ Demnat, Morocco ] Burrowed deeply underneath multiple blankets and a sleeping bag, a screaming bladder and the morning call to prayers interrupt my slumber. I hear the hotel...
[ Tanant, Morocco ] I guess it’s official: I’m on the road, I more or less have my sea-legs under me, and am getting used to life on the bike. Morocco really...
[ Casablanca ] I love maps. Even more, I love the graph-theoretical exercise of superimposing arbitrary sets of vertices upon them, strung together with the most obscure,...
[ Casablanca ] A few hours in assorted tin cans of the flying variety, one easy cab ride, an unnecessary game of tag with my would-be host et voila! Here we are: Africa. Afrique. ...
[ Manvel ] Here I sit at Intercontinental Airport in Houston, getting ready to depart for Dallas, then Madrid, then Casablanca. Might as well share a few pre-departure images...
[ Manvel ] Two departure dates have come and gone, but the third is indeed the charm: my ticket is booked, bags are largely packed, and I fly from Houston to Casablanca on Tuesday,...