Friday 21 January 2011

The trip that never was.....Morocco at xmas...

given that I am still sitting here racked with a gruesome cold it might be time to review what didn't happen at xmas when snow stopped play on the Mt. Toubkal expedition...

Having broken up from school at 18th December, I headed up to Claire's and we did the final packing so we could get away early for the drive to near Gatwick airport...mindful of the roads in the south east and the weather....coupled with personal knowledge that a snowflake in the south east means that the world is going to end.....

The first 3 1/2hrs of the trip were totally uneventful - until we got to just above Milton Keynes where everything ground to a halt...suffice to say that the next stage of the trip (at a guess a journey of about 50miles) took nearly 9 hrs. Admittedly we did stop for a meal in St.Albans (I think!!) but that was after a journey down the motorway during which I would have been much faster in ski's...

We had gone in Claire's car so that we could have two drivers; however the snow meant that I drove pretty much all of this...which was very trying on pretty bad roads - which for reasons that pass understanding where reducing people to about 4mph, despite being eminently driveable to anyone with experience of driving in Cumbria or Scotland...

We finally got to our hotel at about 9.30 - very tired and stiff.....unbeknownst to us the fun was only just beginning....

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