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
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
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
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
The original idea had been to meet Hyeonseok (HS) about 10-15km outside of Tunis to avoid a detour to his place, but as he had no way of getting in touch that seemed a terrible idea. While in Tunis I had picked up a SIM, my only time travelling with a phone other than Peter’s in Mexico and C’s in the US. It was mainly to hopefully continue to make some money while I travel, but also meant I could actually call people! Revolutionary. So, with HS having confirmed that he wanted to ride