We have crossed our first African border to enter Mauritania from Morocco (Western Sahara for some sensitive readers). We were preparing a lot for this crossing for two reasons. First, according to many reports the Mauritanian side of the border is so bureaucratic and corrupt that you either hire a…

If the first week of our trip was most influenced by the rains, the second week was about the wind - on the shore of the Atlantic Ocean. In Sidi Ifni we started to dismantle our rooftop-tent because we were afraid that for the hundredth attempt the wind will eventually tear it off from the car, or…

(* - untranslatable pun, sorry English posts are normally translated from Hungarian) After long preparation and unpreparation, finally on 18 November we left Hungary. One word to describe our vicissitudes: rain. It was raining in Croatia, Slovenia, drizzling in Venice, pouring on the serpentines to…