Morocco Hitch

It's not really a ZOW trip at all but for those who don't know I've just come back from hitch hiking to Morocco in the name of charity.

Before i set off, I didn't really have any expectations. In a trip which took 3 days longer and trice as many lifts as average.. i think it deserves a blog

First let me introduce my travel companions, Tom and Seb.. both from Yorkshire, both at nottingham with me and both my house mates for next year.

They started their hitch from the north.. and arrives here on Tuesday the 13th

The morning came and we were rearing to go.. Hitching from streatham didn't seem like the best idea so we decided to bunk a train to richmond and try and get on the A1. When transferring at clapham junction we saw a train going to Portsmouth. Seb verbalised what I was thinking with "Let's get the train". We couldnt pay for it of course, that would be cheating and bunking to portsmouth. We had 30 minutes to wait before it came, and with the prospects of heavy fines this time was used to instil that element of doubt.. catalysed by Tomas who now puts it down to purely giving the other side ofthe arguement, as someone had to.

Our T-Shirts attracted the attention of a lady called Miriam. She was soon to go to morocco and impressived with our efforts, although she did comment taking the train must have been quite expensive.

The Train came and despite some last minute deliberation, we boarded found some seats and were on the look out for the inspector.


The train came we got on and sat down,


We arrived in