The journey from Dakhla to Nouadhibou took around 8 hours even though those cities are not very far. My Mauritanian trip didn't start in the best way because I didn't have time to eat and drink all day and I was overheated in the car. By the time we arrived in Nouadhibou I was sick, but I managed to control myself and didn't throw up. My host was a French guy working there. He took me to a restaurant in the evening and we ordered a lot of seafood which was tasty although I couldn't eat much. On Tuesday and Wednesday my host took me to the sea at Cap Blanc and I had a big beach just for myself because the local people don't usually  swim there. I saw many shipwrecks there and also the train which was allegedly the longest one in the world. It was around 30°C in Nouadhibou during these days. We used to go to the restaurant every day for the lunch and dinner and we always ordered fish, shrimps, octopus and calmars. 

On Thursday morning I took a bus to Nouakchott where we arrived in the afternoon. It was 35°C there and I had to take a taxi to my host's house. He lived with his family and many friends used to visit him often. There was a restaurant in his house. The first 2 days I felt sick and I spent most of the time lying on the mattress in the living room but on Sunday I went to the embassy of Senegal and asked for the visa there. They refused to give me it at first, telling me they used to give it only to residents of Nouakchott. I finally had to bribe someone at the police station to give me the residence visa for 6 months in Nouakchott to be able to get visa to Senegal.

I stayed 8 days with my host and I spent a good time there although I didn't like this city at all. It was very hot at first and the sky was white due to the dust. The city was dirty and nothing to visit there. I went to the museum but it was small and not very interesting. The only good place in Nouakchott was a beach. 

The weather got colder after some days and it was only 25°C there and windy. The sky finally became blue. I couldn't stay with my host longer and I moved to Maison des artistes where I slept 6 days in an atelier. My companions were two guys, one of them was Ridiaw from Nouakchott and another one was Papis from Senegal. We used to go to the beach together and to a restaurant for a dinner. There were many mosquitoes in Nouakchott and I was bitten many times during the night, but there wasn't risk of malaria in Mauritania in contrary to Senegal. I studied French 5 years but I never spoke this language, only in Nouakchott I didn't have a choice because most people didn't know English.

I had to wait in Mauritania 2 weeks and half until I got my visa to Senegal which was much longer than I intended. 

At the end of February I continued my journey to Laayoune in Western Sahara which is an occupied territory by Morocco. There are two bus companies going there from Agadir, they are called CTM and Supratours. The journey from Agadir to Laayoune took around 12 hours and it was very cold in the bus. Someone lent me his jacket otherwise I would have been freezing all night. When I arrived in Laayoune I found this city not interesting at all, but in the evening it looked much better when the markets were open. My host gave me traditional clothes and I wore it during 3 days when I stayed there, but I found it difficult to wrap myself in it. The first day I tasted camel milk and then we ate also grilled camel meat in the restaurant.

The second day we went to a beach which was around 30 minutes by car from Laayoune but it was very windy there. My clothes were waving in the wind and we took a lot of pictures. 

Then my host found someone who had a jeep and took us to a place which looked like a desert and we had fun taking many photos. One wheel of the jeep got stuck in the sand and we had to dig it out.

After my trip to Laayoune I travelled to Dakhla which is much better city comparing to Laayoune, more interesting and lively. There are many people from Mauritania and Senegal and it resembles more real Africa. I met a couchsurfer there and he showed me the city. I drank a very good avocado juice there, it costed around 1 Euro. I had two hosts in Dakhla who shared a flat, but on Saturday they took me to their family house and we stayed in the cave at night by the beach where they killed a chicken and cooked it for dinner. There was a wonderful view on the sky with all the stars shining brightly. The following day I swam in the sea. 

When we returned to Dakhla we found a shared car which took me to Nouadhibou in Mauritania on March 5th.

 

I left Madrid on February 10th when I took a flight to Tangier. When I arrived there I found out that north of Morocco was cold in winter, only 12°C during the day and freezing during the night. Most of my hosts didn't have a heating so I was feeling very cold at night. I stayed in Tangier 3 days and I had a good time, my host took me to the cave and I wore some traditional clothes there and we went to the Cape Spartel where we had a nice view on the Spanish coast. 

We went also to a fish market and I ate a plate full of shrimps. I left Tangier on Monday and I went to Rabat by train. I met Younes in the train who lived in Spain but was originally from Casablanca and later he hosted me there. After arriving in Rabat I met two surfers who stayed with my host in Kasbah des Oudayas. Our host was an Italian guy and he was busy working, but I met other people from CS and we had fun. 

One of them took me to a trip to Sale which is very close to Rabat, just on the other bank of the river and we visited the old Medinah there. Another couchsurfer took me to Temara where he played a guitar with his friends and we were singing on the beach in the evening, but it was very cold there after sunset. I had to stay in Rabat 4 days because I had to wait for my visa to Mauritania. Then I took a train to Casablanca where I had two different hosts, the first one was from CS and another one Younes who I met in the train. Casablanca is not an interesting place for tourists, it is an economic capital but there weren't many places to visit, just the big mosque and the beach. 

When we went to a square with pigeons we were immediately surrounded by a tour guide and a woman doing a henna tattoo. The tour guide took many photos of us pigeons and the woman grabbed my hand and started doing tattoo because I wasn't fast enough to prevent her. It was overpriced and low quality, it was washed away within 3 days. Younes took me to a restaurant where I ate a very good lamb tajine. Then I travelled to Marrakech where I got a cold because it was only 18°C outside (although it was much warmer in the sun) and I was wearing a T-shirt and a skirt all day. The following day my host took me to the Ourika valley which was a beautiful place with its waterfalls, but I didn't feel good. 

We had tajine and I bought some necklaces there as souvenirs. After Marrakech I took a bus to Essaouira which is a small city but worth visiting. My host took me to the Jimmy Hendrix cafe in Diabat. 

Then I travelled to Agadir where the weather was warm enough to swim even though the water had only around 18°C. My host was studying English which was great because my other hosts didn't speak English well, they could speak mostly French. I wore a short skirt in Agadir and I got a lot of unwanted attention there, one guy accused me of not respecting their traditions. I found it surprising because he was a young guy and I thought they were more liberal in Morocco. 

After visiting Morocco I took a bus to Western Sahara where I spent approximately one week. 

After my trip to Indonesia the rest of the year 2011 wasn't really exciting. I worked a few months as a translator of software localization but then I was dismissed. I spent some time in Slovakia trying to figure out what to do with my father's flat, I rented it to some students who stayed there 8 months, but now it is for sale again.

In September 2011 I travelled to Uzhgorod in Ukraine where I visited a couchsurfer and his family but I stayed there only one night and then I returned to Slovakia. There are several things to visit in Uzhgorod including the castle and the museum. The weather there was good, sunny and around 25°C.

In December 2011 I travelled to Berlin where I spent 4 days and I had two different hosts. I went to a CS meeting with the first one where I met other couchsurfers from Berlin. I visited many places in Berlin but the weather was rainy and cold, just around 6°C. I visited also Pergamon museum.

I spent Christmas 2011 in Slovakia with my mother and grandmother, but as all my efforts to find another job failed, I decided to travel again at the end of January to Rome. I wasn't sure where I would go after visiting Rome, East Africa and South America were under the consideration too, but finally West Africa won. I bought a flight ticket from Rome to Lisbon and then to Madrid and finally to Tangier which is in the north of Morocco.

I arrived in Rome on January 27th and I immediately had to face a problem because there was a strike and I couldn't take a train from the airport to the city. I waited two hours until the train arrived. Then I met my host and we had a dinner in a pizzeria. He showed me the city center in Rome and we visited Colosseum and the Vatican city in the following days.

I stayed one week in Rome, I had a second host who hosted me unexpectedly for one night because we had a meeting late at night and I couldn't return to my first host due to the bad weather. My third host lived in Fiumicino. When I had to leave to Lisbon he took me to the airport in the morning. The weather in Italy was getting colder so I was lucky to go to to Portugal where it was sunny and warm. 

My host in Lisbon was a rich guy and had a very nice flat in the city center and a car Aston Martin. We went to some restaurants and a bar where they sang Fado music. I went to Sintra alone for one day and then I took a bus to Cabo da Roca, but it was twilight when I got there so I couldn't see much of it.

After my trip in Portugal I took a flight to Madrid and I stayed there only two days which was sufficient to visit the main tourist places there.My host was sick so he couldn't accompany me but I went to to visit the city by myself, I had a map so it was easy to go around. I always found people who were willing to take pictures of me. When I walked alone in the park I met an Estonian guy and we decided to go together to the museum Reina Sofia and in the evening we went to Prado because it was for free after 6pm. I didn't enjoy Reina Sofia much because I never liked modern art and I found the Picasso's Guernica quite depressive, but I saw a lot of interesting paintings in Prado, just the time was limited so I couldn't visit it as much as I would like to. I had a good time in Madrid but it was colder there than in Portugal.

I found a return ticket from Bali to Darwin for 230 Eur and I stayed there only 3 days. Although I knew it was a very short time to visit Australia I wanted to visit it very much. My host showed me Darwin the first day and we visited a couchsurfer from Africa who lived there. I liked the beach in Darwin and Nightcliff but it wasn't possible to swim in the sea because of the jellyfish and saltwater crocodiles. 

It was the birthday of my host that day and in the evening he made a party where I met some of his friends. The following day he took me to the Litchfield national park where I swam in the waterfalls. 

We wanted to go to the river Adelaide to see jumping and diving crocodiles but we didn't make it on time. In the afternoon I visited Darwin by myself because my host was tired and in the evening I went to the Mindill sunset beach market. I met my host there and we went to meditate to the Nightcliff where he fell asleep. My last day in Australia I went to the Waterfront beach where I spent some hours in the wave lagoon jumping on waves but I got a bad sunburn even though I put a lot of sunscreen with a strong factor. In the evening I met a couchsurfer who was around 60 years old and he took me to the restaurant where I ordered a crocodile burger with chips. He took me to his home where I met his guests and then my host came to pick me up and we went to the house of the African couchsurfers where I slept some hours and then my host took me to the airport.

I arrived to Bali early in the morning. I took a mototaxi for 60 000 rupiah to my host in the south of Bali (he was a cousin of our host from Singaraja) and my friend Sarka arrived there in the afternoon. My host's brother-in-law took me to the beach on a motorbike but the sea was shallow and hot. There were many algues and it was not suitable for swimming. The next day we went to the temple Tanah Lot where we had a lunch and we went shopping to the market. I bought a lot of gifts that day.

Our flight to Seoul was late at night and we arrived there early in the morning. We had only 4 hours time between our flights so there wasn't enough time to visit the city, we just stayed at the airport where we had a lunch and we bought postcards. Then we got in the plane. 

 I was very tired and I fell asleep immediately, but I woke up several times when they served food and I ate a spicy octopus. When we arrived in Prague it was around 5pm and my mother picked us up at the airport and took us home. It was difficult for me to adapt to the time in Prague and I used to wake up early in the morning for a few weeks. 

The first day at Bali we went shopping because our luggage was going to arrive some days later and then we went to the beach in Kuta. The beach wasn't really suitable for swimming because there were big waves but there were a lot of surfers. We went to a restaurant where we ate Nasi Goreng. I left to Jakarta the next day and I met a couchsurfer Andry at the airport. We took a bus to the city center where we visited the Monument National but due to the terrible traffic jam in Jakarta it took us a long time to get there. Then we went to a shopping center where we met a couchsurfer Dita. I was supposed to stay with another couchsurfer Arie but he didn't live close to the city center so I stayed with Andry for one night. We visited Jakarta in the evening and drank yasmine tea which is typical for Indonesia. The next day Andry took me to the old city, we rode a motorbike and then we took a bus. It was very hot and sultry. I found out that Jakarta wasn't a nice city and definitely not worth visiting due to the traffic jam and pollution. We went to the shopping centre again where I ate durian fruit for the first time. I didn't find the smell bad and it was tasty. We met my second host Arie and had a dinner together. Then Andry had to leave and I had a drink with Arie and we went to his home. He had many dogs there but they didn't bark at me. We watched the movie Hellraiser and then I went to sleep. I was bitten by mosquitos many times at night but I had an eucalyptus oil which made it heal very fast. The following day Arie brought me to the airport and I took my flight back to Bali. I was sitting next to the window and I had a wonderful view on the volcanoes on Java island. I arrived to Bali in the evening and I took a taxi to Ubud where I met my friend Sarka. I didn't meet our host that evening because it was late but me and Sarka went for a walk and to internet cafe.

The following day we met two tour guides in the morning and we visited the rice terrace together and then we separated. My tour guide took me on the motorbike to the temple with the holy water where I had a bath, then we visited a coffee plantation and volcano. We had a lunch in a restaurant and then we went to the monkey forest. I was scared of the monkeys so I tried to avoid them. It was already twilight when we left the forest and we bought an avocado juice and we rode to the rice fields. I found the avocado juice in Indonesia quite disgusting and I thought I would never drink it again, but I changed my mind during my trip in Morocco. Then we went to a bar with Sarka and our host where we listened to music and we played pool. We got home late at night. The following day our host Vica from the north of Bali arrived to Ubud and took us to Singaraja by car. We passed the temple called Ulun Danu on the lake Bratan on our way where we took many photos. It was in the mountains so it was only 20°C there. Then we visited waterfalls in the jungle close to Singaraja and I took a bath there. We arrived to the beach  in Singaraja during the sunset and I swam in the sea, it was great and the water was warm. Vica took us to his family home where we stayed with a lot of his relatives. We had to wake up at 5am and we went to the temple for the Hindu ceremony. Vica lent us traditional clothes and we wore them during the ceremony. We stayed in Singaraja 3 days and we had a good time there, we visited a black Kerobokan beach where we drank coconut milk and ate Nasi. In the evening we used to go to the market where we drank fruit cocktails. I usually drank a cocktail which was a mix of papaya and jackfruit. I ate much tropical fruit in Indonesia and I enjoyed it very much. After staying in Singaraja our paths split again. Sarka went to the east of Bali to the city called Amed and I took a flight to Darwin in the north of Australia. 

Our travel to Bali started early in the morning and we almost missed our plane. We arrived at the airport in Prague at 5:30am and our flight was departing at 7am, but the airport was crowded and they checked us in only a few minutes before departure. We had to change a plane twice, firstly in Amsterdam and then in Seoul. When we arrived in Amsterdam we visited the city but we had only 5 hours time. Then we almost missed our flight again because we arrived to the gate the last minute. I had a cold and I started to lose my voice during the flight. There was a Korean man sitting next to me, telling me that he lived in Uruguay but he was going to meet his daughter at the Incheon airport. When we were talking I found out that I had difficulties to speak and when we arrived at the airport I couldn't talk anymore. We arrived there at 7am Korean time (in Prague it was midnight) and we had 11 hours stopover between our flights so we decided to visit the city. It was raining heavily because of the monsoon season so my friend Sarka suggested to buy raincoats and I bought vitamins in the pharmacy but it didn't help me regain my voice so I could only whisper. We took a subway to the Gyeongbokgung palace which took us hour and half to get there. We arranged a meeting with couchsurfers there. There were two guys from USA and one from Denmark and we visited the museum next to the palace and then we went to the restaurant called Inn Dae Won. The food was too spicy for me so I could eat only rice and a potatoe pancake.

Then we went back to the airport and I was very tired. As soon as we got into the plane I fell asleep and I was sleeping very hard. The stewardess couldn't wake me up when she was serving food. Our flight to Bali took around 7 hours and we arrived there after midnight. When we got there we found out that our luggage was forgotten in Prague. A taxi driver waited for us in front of the airport and took us to our host in the south of Bali. We ate papaya and water melon which he offered us and we went to sleep very late.