I know I should complain now about how exhausted we are, having read roadbooks and studied maps for 2 days, while trying to avoid stumbling over families having a picnic or sleeping in the aisles and in the stairwells.

I’ll be honest though and admit that we had a great time, sleeping in the sun, eating delicious seafood and pizzas, and drinking … (insert your favorite drink here, no bar on earth is better equipped than a ship full of Budapest-Bamako participants), repeated in endless circles.

The serious part of the trip is starting tomorrow, today it’s still vacation time.

But no chance to get off the boat, we have the Moroccan entry stamps in our passports already.