Camels in Tangier, Morocco

A day in Tangier, Morocco

August 7, 2017

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We’ve had some great adventures during our time in Spain. Not the least of which was me getting a bit of a jolt one morning from one of the outlets. Whoops. But I think one of my favourites is the brief visit to Tangier, Morocco.

Tangier is a costal Moroccan city on the Strait of Gibraltar, where the Mediterranean Sea and Atlantic Ocean meet. Located in Northern Africa it is considered the gateway between Africa and Europe. It is also a day trip from Estepona, Spain.

Morocco has been on my bucket list and I was going to take advantage of being so close to see it. And it was both more and less than I hoped it would be. Unique and familiar.

Tangier, Morocco by bus

Although not normally my choice of travel, we took a bus tour and ferry from south of Gibraltar into Tangier.

Mom and Dad are very on task and efficient when it comes to finding buses etc. It reduces the stress when you are traveling with others who have the same neurosis you do.

Having said that, we were uncharacteristically separated from our group in the old city where mom sealed the deal on two fabulous carpets with her seemingly bold move of walking away. Truth was, she was done. Her way or the highway and to her they bowed. I am excited to say that I am now a proud owner of a fireproof, individual work of art (that you can walk on) for a 1/4 of the original price.

Rug from Morocco

I love Tangier. The old city is my favorite with it’s narrow streets, colorful produce and people. I need to go back and spend more time there exploring.

Threads hang from posts over doors communicating the colours available for robe decoration.

Pre-hubby, I shared my seat on the bus with Leo. A Russian from Austria who is working in London and traveling with his daughter and grandson. When Leo smiled (which was often) he lit up just like his nine year old grandson.

We saw the cave of Hercules where the opening onto the spraying Atlantic has naturally formed a map of Africa.

We drove around the outskirts of the rapidly growing city.

If you take a bus tour, you are treated to a traditional moroccan meal meant to be eaten with your hands. Although they provid utensils, some of us wore our saffron stained fingers with pride.

This little taste of Tangier makes me want to go back and see the rest of Morocco and Africa.

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  1. You brought back some wonderful memories with your vivid descriptions of a funfilled adventure. Thanks

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