Cyprus

Copper gets its name from here as was massive source

The ferry arrived in Girne, where I got off and realised it was home to many terrible drivers. I was right

My earphones got caught on the door of the ferry so died and were replaced by 2 euro ones from China Bazaar which were crackly and terrible. Barely worth buying, and failed within a few days.

“A revolutionary is only a terrorist until he has achieved his revolution.”

My thoughts about Turkish Cypriot drivers was confirmed when

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Iceland

Iceland

Having been at home for a while it was time to hit the road again. I wasn’t sure where, but being the summer then Iceland seemed a fine idea. When I suggested it to Gaz and he was up for it then a plan was made. Little over 72 hours later, we were on a Sunday morning plane to Reykjavik. It was less prep time than I’d normally have and meant that our low chance of finding a host in Reykjavik became close to 0, but that wasn’t a big issue. Iceland is probably the easiest country

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Up to Granada

Up to Granada

Even though my goal was to get to Algeciras, to take the ferry to Morocco, the coastal route didn’t appeal in the slightest. I haven’t been there before, but in my mind it’s just a long stretch similar to the one between Cancun and Playa del Carmen. A massively developed ex-pat community full of Brits and Germans in particular looking for the sun. I’ve got no problem with that, but in my mind it would make for less than interesting riding, lots of traffic and issues finding

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Going crazy in Algeria

Going crazy in Algeria

1st
A day when I go crazy at the gendarmerie.

I’d told the police that I’d be ready at 8am, and this was agreed. I hung around for a while, waiting, and was told to wait a bit longer, went to a nearby café and to pick up some biscuits, came back, wait more. At 9:30 I was losing my patience, but was told that in 10 minutes they’d definitely be ready. 9:40 comes, no-one is there, but I tell them I’m leaving as they’d told me they would be ready by then. Inside 2 minutes

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Hello Algerian police presence

Hello Algerian police presence

23rd
I left Karim’s place doing well, not knowing the madness that was ahead. As I left, his mother was upstairs on the balcony and wished me a good trip. My single interaction with her. The coast from Jijel to Bejaia is rather delightful, and I was looking forward to enjoying it. I managed to get 13km along the coast before I got to a police check point. I’d been through several before, and no-one had said anything, but here I was waved over. They asked to see

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