Fun with friends in the French Riveria

We were lucky enough to have had the chance to spend two wicked weeks exploring the French Rivera. From the ritz and glitz of Monaco, Nice and Cannes to the more out of the way spots such and Toulon and Gonfaron. What made our time in the Rivera doubly as awesome is because we got to meet and hang out with two legends from Oregon, Billy and Gentry.

Here are a few shots from the hood in the French Rivera.

Enjoy.

And the winner is Barcelona

While traveling around the world I've had the pleasure of visiting some amazing cities. But I've always struggled to find one that I'd enjoy living in, until I arrived in Barcelona. 

Barcelona is a eclectic Spanish city that must be injecting something delightful into the water because the place is filled to the brim with great vibes, rich culture, history and of course the mind-blowing works of the Spanish Catalan architect Goudi, who was usually off his dial, dreaming up some kind of off the hook construction. Ahhh my kind of place!

If you haven't been to Barcelona yet, throw it on your list. It won't disappoint.

Enjoy.

Paella, Street Art and Masturbating Gargoyles

Valencia, home to Spain's best paella, street art and masturbating gargoyles…

Now I'm going to let the photo's do the talking.

Enjoy!

More than meets the eye in Malaga

When we arrived into Malaga, my expectations we're at an all time low. Lets just say it didn't have a great overall review from the travellers i've met along the way. All I knew was that it was on the coast (a big plus in my books) and it had a big industrial port. In other words, I really didn't do much research before our arrival…

Thankfully, our stay came complete with its own festival (as any good Spanish city should), and as we found out, Malaga is the birthplace of Pablo Picasso, therefore has an impressive collection of his paintings. It's coastline also photographed extremely well - Happy days I say!

The next few shots are from my seaside photo session in Malaga. It was worth going just to see the sunset.

Enjoy.

Sweating it up in Seville

I never thought anything thing would ever compare to Morocco, temperature wise. Turns out that Seville gives Morocco a run for its money as the hottest and sweatiest place on earth. Really though.  

Seville or Sevilla as the Spanish call it, is approximately 3 hours north of Algeciras at the bottom of Spain and has about as much Spanish authenticity as it does Sangria - and for those who were wondering, thats a lot!

Here are a few shots of our hot and sweaty visit to the very stunning Sevilla.

Enjoy.

Ali Baba and the Saharan dunes enlightenment

Until I climbed on-board my camel (A.K.A Fifi) about a month ago, I had always thought that setting out into the Sahara dessert sounded more like something you'd see in an Indiana Jones flick or a storyline straight out of a Tin Tin comic - all heros, hidden treasure and desserts oasis's. Basically, I thought Danger had to be your middle name if you have you sights set on the Sahara. 

Turns out that this is not the case…all the Average Joe needs to do is make his way to Morocco and follow the mirages (camel safari signs) to the dessert.

We spent one glorious night out under the Moroccan moonlight on a camel bivouac where we were lead out into the Sahara by our nomad guide and spent the night feasting on Moroccan cuisine with friends. 

Even despite the high-fourty-degree heat all night long and a two a.m sandstorm, the dessert was still an experience of a lifetime. 

I'm going to stop writing now and get onto my pictures, I'm hoping they help paint a better image of just how majestic and peaceful this experience really is. I don't think I've ever felt so relaxed and at-ease with the world in my whole life. 

These next few shots are taken the dues of the Sahara and on-board my trusty camel Fifi.

Enjoy.