At one point, in 2010, the tagline of this site was Casbah Life, Moroccan Wife, Swiss Army Knife….and that was what it was. I was living deep in the Casbah of Sefrou with no tools but a Swiss Army Knife and struggling…
Happy 2016 – almost. It’s a few days off. An interesting question was posed by a long time reader several months ago. She asked “What’s the opposite of a Vagobond?” It’s been bouncing around in my head through the holidays this year….
My interview with our planet
Through the week, I curate the best travel stories I find at Vagobond Travel Media and then each Friday, I bring you the highlights here at the Vagobond Travel Museum.
In terms of Vagobond.com, I”m making a few resolutions and additions that I hope will be beneficial to readers and that will help to make not only your travels, but also your lives more enjoyable.
I freely admit that I’m scared of lots of things. My usual course of action is to face whatever it is I’m afraid of and hope it doesn’t kill me.
I realize that for those of you who have been following this rather longwinded and sometimes confounding narrative that appears to be my life, this bit is coming a little out of sequence. I just ask that you bear with my temporary loss of continuity for a moment before the regularly scheduled program resumes.
I absolutely adore this place. It’s filled with funky bookshops, boats, quirky cafes, and plenty of people that fit into that scene. I arrived and met my couchsurfing host at the restaurant she works at “Sillys”. I had a very delicious Thai…