African Diaries – Marrakesh, Morocco, Day 5 and 6: Merc Love
The Moroccans love Mercs. The fascination with the three-pointed star is similar to what it used to be in India a decade ago, when only Mercs were available and BMW, Audi, et all, were yet to dip their...
View ArticleAfrican Diaries – Marrakesh, Morocco, Day 6: Baazigar!
Bollywood is, by far and away, the best ambassador that we have for our country; the biggest and most popular export. Morocco doesn’t have much of a film industry and the locals are huge fans of Hindi...
View ArticleAfrican Diaries – Taroudant, Morocco, Day 6: The Tizi-N-Test Pass
Its claim to fame is being Morocco’s most difficult, most dangerous road. Also one of the most scenic, cutting through the Atlas Mountains and connecting Marrakesh in the west of the country to the...
View ArticleAfrican Diaries – Morocco, Day 7: Night Swimming
Last night, on the way to the walled city of Taroudant, I got stopped for speeding, at 11pm at night! For going 10kmph over the speed limit. Shah Rukh Khan saved me from a 400 dhiram fine. The cop saw...
View ArticleAfrican Diaries – Guelmim, Morocco, Day 7: Gateway to the Sahara
Africa was supposed to be difficult – exotic, unexplored, uncharted, uncomfortable … and … difficult. Except here in Morocco, it’s all way too easy. This is a properly developed country with great...
View ArticleAfrican Diaries – Laayoune and Guelmim, Day 8: Moroccan Sahara
Not Western Sahara, though the map might say so. Here’s the deal – most of Morocco used to be under French occupation while a few parts of the north and the southern provinces were under the Spaniards....
View ArticleAfrican Diaries – Casablanca, Morocco, Day 8: RM Classics
Morocco is at the intersection of Europe and Africa, and as such it is a melting pot of cultures. The French, Portuguese, Spanish, Americans, Germans – all were here, all brought in their own unique...
View ArticleAfrican Diaries – Laayoune, Western Sahara, Day 9 and 10: Disappointment
A mere five kilometers derails our glorious Dakar plans. As we drive in to the town of Laayoune (also called el Ayun), word filters in about a small stretch of no man’s land between Moroccan Sahara and...
View ArticleAfrican Diaries – Casablanca, Morocco, Day 10 and 11: As Time Goes By
In my mind, Casablanca has always been about mystery, about the fog rolling in from the Atlantic, about cloak and dagger tactics and of course Humphrey Bogart and Ingrid Bergman. The Casablanca we...
View ArticleAfrican Diaries – Casablanca, Morocco, Day 12: Here’s to You, Kid!
The airport is about an hour away from the Corniche and loathe was in the air, as Sirish and I are to hand over the GLA and the old warbird (the GL) for the next leg. But we have to. Both cars have...
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