The Commando Memorial is a Category A listed monument in Scotland, dedicated to the men of the original British Commando Forces raised during World War II. Situated around a mile from Spean Bridge village, it overlooks the training areas of the Commando Training Depot established in 1942 at Achnacarry Castle. Unveiled in 1952 by the … Continue reading Commando Memorial at Fort William
We were told many facts and stories whilst on our big red tour bus, but one of them stuck with me more than most. This is the story of Queen Scheherazade. There once was an Iranian King called King Shahryar who was happily married to his beautiful wife. One day, he discovers his wife has … Continue reading 1001 Arabian Nights
But what happens when he can’t drink in Marrakech? 10 9 8 7 6 5 4 3 2 1 Absolutely nothing, because you can drink in Marrakech! I hear a sigh of relief from most brits! If you’re not already aware, Marrakech is a predominately Muslim country, which to us boozy brits means you’re essentially … Continue reading We like to drink with Tom cause Tom is our friend…
They shouted at us. Constantly. Every single person who seemed to be trying to sell us some form of service or product claimed they were an original Berber from the Atlas Mountains. Before we came to Morocco we had never even heard of a Berber. Upon leaving Morocco, we’re now pretty clued up! So, what … Continue reading I’m a Berber, I’m a Berber, I’m an original Berber!
Pretty much sums up the lovely home from home comfort you feel as soon as you walk through the door at Hotel Darsor. Ahmed could not do enough to please us and make us feel welcome! Upon arrival we were asked to come in, sit down and drink some tea before anything else was even … Continue reading Be our guest, be our guest. Put our service to the test!
I like to think of myself as being fairly well travelled with quite a few different experiences under my belt. I like to think that there isn't much that phases me or many situations that I can't handle myself in. I thought all of this, until my first hour in Marrakech... We had been awake … Continue reading When No, Doesn’t Mean No
The end of winter in Hungary is celebrated with a 6 day masked carnival/festival. The Busos festival legend originates for two different stories. One legend states that during the Ottaman (Turkish) times of territory the local villagers fled to nearby swamps and woodland to escape the Ottoman troops. Then one night a hooded man appeared … Continue reading Warning Off Winter With Buso!