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Boz Scaggs – of course you remember it! 1977 isn’t that long ago.After filling and emptying in Antequera this morning, we dragged ourselves onto the motorways, first towards Cordoba and then across to Bailén.We stopped for lunch by the Guadalquivir

We had a lovely afternoon and evening yesterday with friends, David and Suzanne.We met in the beautiful Alameda park in the centre of Marbella, then went for an all afternoon tapas extravaganza at Paladar Taberna. Our favourite dish by far

It was about midnight when we finally got parked up and sorted on Monday night. For such a small coast to coast, it sure takes a long time to get across. The clocks went forward again, so consequently, it was

Well, that was a bit of an eventful night again! 😬The place was super busy so we weren’t expecting it to quieten down until midnight. We had forgotten however, that they play football nearby which seems to start around midnight.

After feeding his five furry ‘frens’ the rest of yesterday’s bread, Guy drove us along the very beautiful N16 coastal road, which beats the route through the Rif hands down. We drove down to El Jebha and found some big

Although we’ve only moved about 10km along the coast, we had to drive back inland to the main road and then out again, as there’s no coastal route.The drive out across the dry river bed was as traumatic as the

Once you get in, you can’t get out of Al Hoceima – well, not easily anyway!As it’s on a cliff top with roads leading down to different bays, we found that even a simple trip to the supermarket, got us

Nothing to write home about yesterday as we had another day on the campsite. The town of Chefchaouen had completely changed since March. It’s now totally geared up for the tourists – we reckon the shops have bought a load

A cross country route for us today, back to the blue town of Chefchaouen.We chose a ‘no tolls’ route thinking it would be more interesting and thankfully, the road surfaces were good for most of the way. Had to go

Short drive today up to Asilah. I think we’re only about 50km below Tangier now, although it’s not on our hit list.Another whitewashed little seaside town, this one Portuguese in origin, but so much cleaner than Larache.Pulled into a tiny