WORTH THE DRIVE
I’d been looking forward to crossing the border from Europe into North Africa for a long time – 10 years, to be exact, after my first proper trip overseas had come to an abrupt end.
I was fresh out of high school back then and travelling on the funds I’d earned from packing boxes in a warehouse. We’d bought an old $600 station wagon in Frankfurt and the plan was to drive down to Morocco over the course of
