New Zealand

Maggie in New Zealand

We are thrilled to have our dear truck in New Zealand. It’s quite possibly the only Magirus Deutz truck in the country. Its been an amazing trip from North Africa, through Europe, into the Asian continent, and now here in NZ. Our next step will be to ship it to Cape Town and drive up through Africa back to Morroco and beyond. But we will be doing some modifications to the truck before then: Bigger windows with animal proof bars, a winch, and some better seals and interior touches. But the most important is to get NZ plates. We currently have UK plates and most people assume we are English. We want to represent New Zealand as a New Zealand family who are traveling the world. And the truck needs to be part of that.

You can see the NZTA and custom inspection stickers on the truck. Yes, it passed inspection!!!! Now to get it legal for road use.

You might be interested to know that we were contacted earlier this year by a TV company that makes shows for MTV. They were putting something together on families on the road and asked us to submit some video to see if we might be part of the show. I took a little video of our family and the truck. Not sure if we will make the final cut or not. Lets see.

A guy named Mike came to see us a few days ago and recognized the type of truck immediately. He had traveled through North Africa also and even stayed at some of the same communities in Europe as we did.

Morocco mum's rants


We are just outside Guilmim in Morocco. We are borrowing a “dongle” for internet. We have not managed to buy our own. Always ” a day late or a dollar short” as my mom used to always say. They just seem to be waiting for some more every place we go to. Anyways.
Saw a beautiful bunch, herd, flock, whatever, of camels today along the road. We are at a hot spring tonight. The last few days we have been staying at a few campgrounds the last few nights. They are only between 4 and 11 euros a nite but I have been quite enjoying hanging around hippies and travellers. Andrew says I am becoming a snob.
I think part of my snobbery comes from a nice Moroccan man I was talking to last week.

He asked me if I was a tourist or a traveller.

” I dont know”

He looked at me intently and said, “Do you like the Moroccan people?”

“Oh yeah”

Do you like to go out alot and meet people and try new things? You do dont you. I think you are a traveller. Tourists just sit like this (he stretched out his arms, closed his eyes and put his head facing the sun like someone sun bathing) and they do nothing. He looked intently again and said, “Yes, you are a traveller”.

Dang, wow, Yeah. A traveller. Loving and experiencing new cultures and making friends. Problem is now I have snobbery issues with hanging with “White plastics”.

How lame am I. OK I need to try not to be a snob and I need to love all cultures – even the white plastic/tourist culture. They are normally very nice and dont deserve my snobbery. They travel with cute little travel sized dogs, take pictures of flowers, read lots of novels and have great tans. Deep breath. Tonight we hang with white plastics and some nice surfers in an old beige plastic with a bit of personality. Perhaps tomorrow we will venture out to the uncivilized hot springs, 4 km from Fask. Apparently we need to drive to Fask and find a guide as there are no roads going to the uncivilized hot springs.

TJs birthday is coming soon. She turns 8 on the 28th. We would like to take her on a camel ride for her birthday.