This is Peniche, Supertubos through a crazy filter
And now i'm back..from outer space..
I've got that stupid song stuck in my head from last night out in Brick Lane with some of Ellie's mates, they just kept singing it over and over. You also know when you're back in London when you're cycling down the street and people feel they can shout out to you about not having lights on your bike - two old ladies at a crossing 'We could hardly see you without lights, mate!'. I know, there is no need to tell me - just get over it.
So...made it back in one piece from Maroc, and then from Spain where Sevilla was amazing, lost my shoes in Tarifa, lost my towel and a pair of boxer shorts in Fes, and then spent about 10 days lazing around on various beaches of Portugal and France! Was pretty good. Kept a little bit of a journal for a while in Maroc when I was on my own but satopped that in France, so will try and post a few comments from that up as well. Also have put some more photos on Flickr, so check those out too.
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At least you don't get called a faggot, pofter, tosser, nancy boy over there. I love Queensland! xxx People here are SOOOO tolerant of differences!