Stopover in Noukchott and on to Maroccco

We crossed over into Mauritania and raced to Noukchott the capital city and were really surprised to only find a larger version of Atar: the same poverty, the same broken buildings and in the middle huge palaces for the president, the American embassy and hundreds of banks.
We parked off at the beach on the Atlantic.
Our intention was to have "Sprinti's" various filters and oil changed at the only Mercedes repair station for trucks.
I was shocked, no workshop only 3 covered spaces, no lights and hardly any tools. But they did have a spare parts stock. A few hours later "Sprinti" danced out of the workshop, his engine humming with fresh oil and fresh air filters.
We raced up to the border with Marocco through a whopping Sand storm with visibility around 50m and just made it through the border before they closed for the night..
What a feeling to be back in civilisation! Suddenly everything we had criticised about Marocco previously seemed to be paradise!Read more