We were up in time for the 8 oclock ferry from Tarifa to Tangier... we had even bought a ticket for it at 7:15, but it was cancelled! The next one was at 10 so we took a stroll through Tarifa.
The ferry is marketed as being a 35 minute fast ferry ... and it pretty much is. But they NEVER leave on schedule!
Check out the yellow slippers.. they are all the rage in Marrocco with those long dress things the men wear, jellabas.
The "tour" took us to some camels.. remembering my parent´s tales from Egypt I gave that a miss. And when one of our party complained of flea bites after her ride I was pleased I did.
Off to the medina or markets...
The ferry is marketed as being a 35 minute fast ferry ... and it pretty much is. But they NEVER leave on schedule!
Check out the yellow slippers.. they are all the rage in Marrocco with those long dress things the men wear, jellabas.
The "tour" took us to some camels.. remembering my parent´s tales from Egypt I gave that a miss. And when one of our party complained of flea bites after her ride I was pleased I did.
Off to the medina or markets...
Walking through the markets, these are piles of olives and dates. The next stall holders were not keen to have their wares photographed... separate stalls for chicken, beef, lamb, fish, etc, but all equally gory, smelly and fascinating.
¿What part of a cow is that?
Next stop was lunch... don´t think too hard about what you just saw while you are eating.
Lunch was ´free´ and served in style... bean soup, kebabs, chicken and couscous followed by a little almond cake and mint tea.
Lunch time entertainment.. a morrocan 3 piece band!
Lunch time entertainment.. a morrocan 3 piece band!
(There is no such thing as a free lunch)
Next was the pharmacia (alchemist) where they had herbs and oils and magic potions for all manner of ills. You could buy lip balm and perfumes, tiger balm, saffron and cooking herbs, cures for insomnia and indigestion, snoring and headaches.
I dropped back as we walked through the medina, partly to avoid the hawkers that attached themselves to our group and partly to gain a bit of space to take photos.
Still having trouble sequencing stuff... this photo is from Tarifa... The Castle of Santa Catalina.
I dropped back as we walked through the medina, partly to avoid the hawkers that attached themselves to our group and partly to gain a bit of space to take photos.
Still having trouble sequencing stuff... this photo is from Tarifa... The Castle of Santa Catalina.
Riccardo talking with our guide, who spoke swedish, english, french, arabic and spanish. He has two daughters at university in Stockholm!
The tour finished in the sanctuary of this beautiful old hotel where we rejoined our mini bus to return to Tangiers port for our ferry to Tarifa.
Back in Tarifa we still had time to wander down to the beach for another swim, Meditteranean and Atlantic again of course! It was 6:30 at night and still sunny and warm.
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