Morocking the Casbah in Morocco!

Hey everyone, sorry its been so long again, its always lots at a time then none for ages.

First of all, The computers here have arabic keyboards so i have to put it in english and touch type so get off my back about spelling daino or i will have sam take over spitting in your mouth while you are asleep. actually sam, start doing that anyway, although im sure youre way ahead of me.

Secondly, im going to be hard to contact. not only are the computers here not great but i have no phone coverage (stupid telstra) so no point mesaging me, only emails now. ill check them when i can. not that many of you messaged anyway. I dont really need my phone anymore now anyway...

I do have a good excuse for no blogs though. I have been drinking my arse off! Dont worry mum, here in morocco there is barely any alcohol for religious reasons so ill give my liver a rest now ok.

Ok, So when we last spoke we were in Lisbon. Since then we smashed over to Sintra which was absolutely amazing. there are a couple of photos on the flickr and i will upload like a madman next time im on. it was awesome. the Palacio de pena is easily the coolest freaken castle i have ever seen. like a ridiculous fairytale one. and the gardens around the palace were awesome. thats where the photo of the missing cross took place. Before that we walked around the quinta de regalia was soo good aswell. there we all these grottos and underground caves. pitch black and you just explore. (haha i used to tease the hell out of Erin cos she carried a torch everywhere, the one i have started to carry everywhere was sooo useful!).

Ok so then there was a lot of drinking to be done in lisbon as we met a pretty cool english guy who was very well off to say the least and refused to let us buy our own drinks. it was pretty rough but i guess you have to do what u have to do.

So that was kinda lisbon. then we headed off down to the southwestern most point of portugal, i thought europe until i looked at a map. it kinda is... anyway, we watched the sun set on the water and lots of other romantic things that two hetrosexual 22 year olds want to be sharing with each other. It really would be an amazing place to chill out as a couple if you are looking for some travel advice all you romantics out there. We did a little hitchhiking and im pleased to say that we have a 100% succes rate with geting picked up! twice the thumb went out and twice cars fought to pick us up. i must say i am a little smug now.

Then onto Lagos..... My god. there are easily more austalians in Lagos than in Australia, and theyre trashing the place. That town is nuts. i ate, slept on the beach and drank till 5am, repeat for a couple of days. Sounds expensive because of the euro but it wasnt all that bad cos we found an all you could drink beer place for 5 euro. after smashing that you would only spend a little on a 4am hotdog and pass out happy. sorry mum that was all exaggerated for dramatic effect.

Then a hungover bus to Seville, then another bus to Tarifa. i put algericas on my map becasue tarifa wouldnt work. then in the morning we busted a ferry over to africa into tangier, morocco. from the pier we got hussled into takeing a guide around the town. i know i know, but he was really useful. taught us a heap of shit about morocco and gave us advice. we ate cous cous and other wicked local food and cruised various markets. We did some bargaining with a nomad from the sahara and we threw in some clothes that we were about to throw out. James bought a turban and a huge woven rug. We looked at the medina and the casbah and just wandered around.

Then we caught an overnight train to marracech, which was horrible and everyone on the train was telling us to hold on to our bags and look after our wallets so we slept unconfortably cramped with out bags in shit chairs. but now we are here and the adventures can begin.

Ill be able to add more maybe at some point but right now this apparently 40 degree heat and no sleep and hangovers are all catching up to me and im gunna have to hit the hay.

I think about all of you all the time and miss you a lot. I must say i am very homesick and if it were possible to visit home for a little bit i definately would in a second.

But the camels wont ride themselves into the sahara so im gunna get back on the horse (camel).

Anyway, miss you heaps, talk again soon, check the photos in a few days or i might just post again.

Tim.