Just as an afterthought, none of us have had a chance to even think about how quick all of this kingdom is going past us. Adam mentioned today, how it was amazing seeing the difference in appearance of each little place we pass. The desolate, poverty-stricken (and half demolished in one particularly well-photographed block of flats) suburbs of Glasgow – with the worst poit-holed roads I’ve ever ridden – to the beauty and serenity of the approaching lochs and highlands, for instance.
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go guys go! thinking of you in Essouaira. Very impressed by pix and diet. You are nearly there now! _ i am typing this on an arabic keyboard ….. not easy!!!!!