Fez

 Welcome to Africa.

I have landed in Africa and am now on my way to my hotel, where I am staying 2 nights before joining the truck.

I’ll be spending the first day repacking, for the final time. (I hope). My years worth of epilepsy medication, combined with a whole bunch of malaria and other meds that I might need, will be transferred from their original boxes into much smaller containers, that (hopefully) fit in my duffle.

I have a tent that gets packed separately, and anything else that doesn’t fit in my duffle by tomorrow night gets left behind(!!).

It’s now 1am local time and I’m almost at my hotel so I shall sign off and get to work in the morning with repacking.

Quick note: There are lots of things that are different in this continent, and the expression is TIA “This Is Africa” comes up a lot. I’m sure you’ll see that on many posts 

Africa Begins

 Here we go!

I’m sitting on the train to Gatwick, having said my fond goodbyes to everyone.

I will miss everyone terribly.

A month ago every week I was panicking I was bringing too much, or I’d forget something. Then I was panicking every day, then every hour, and now every minute I keep thinking the same.

First up is Gatwick airport to Casablanca, then a connection to Fez arriving late at night. Tomorrow is repack my bags for the final time (medication and tent need sorting, but can’t do that before I cross into Morocco.