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Here’s the bike touring photos I took in Morocco.
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A low-tech ecological bike tour of the world, by Charles Brigham
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Here’s the bike touring photos I took in Morocco.
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Regatear. To haggle. One of the big words I learned in Sevilla. “Desde el ferry, Charlie, start haggling even at the ferry to Ceuta,” advised my friend Alberto.
I’ve never been good at haggling – in Mexico I figured even if I was getting ripped off, it was still cheap, so I never worked up the guts to talk anyone down. But now, with a long stretch of Africa ahead of me, and a much more highly developed thriftiness than ever before, I figured it was time to learn. (more…)
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Some of my arts & crafts since IÂ left home, and a couple pieces from others.
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Catalunya and the Barcelona – Madrid trip
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Madrid
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My documentation of the frame welding process in Madrid
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[singlepic id=1494 w=450 float=center] Here is a collection of publicity about my tour.
More to come when I can get the newspaper article scans uploaded.
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Sure I had seen the signs, all afternoon: “Carretera cortada por obras.” But a little road consruction site has to be pretty drastic to stop a bicycle from getting past… I had decided, way back in MontejÃcar , to go for it.
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The trip started around the corner from my friend Lena’s squat, at the public library. It was one of the few times in Catalunya I sensed animosity for speaking in Castellano (regular Spanish)
When I started this bike tour, my reasons were simple. It was no high endeavor; there were no power-lunches with sponsors; no reporters were knocking on my door. I just wanted to see the world.
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