From Spain, you can take a quick ferry trip across the Strait of Gibraltar and find yourself in a completely different world.
A Year of Travel IV – Tarifa, Spain + Tangier, Morocco
A Tumultuous Time in Tangier – Part III
The best part of my night was drinking three cups of Theraflu and sitting on the shower floor while an endless supply of warm water eroded some of the aches and pains I was dealing with. Before I passed out for the night, I prayed to all the gods – please let this sickness pass by morning.
A Tumultuous Time in Tangier – Part II
In addition to tea and pastries, I was fed one giant compliment sandwich after another. The merchant, using his most gentle tone, conversed with me about my travels as he pulled out a gigantic binder from under one of his shelves. He flipped through page after page; proudly pointing out the many Americans he had done business with.
A Tumultuous Time in Tangier – Part I
My phone’s battery charge had just dipped below 15 percent, but my anxiety level was well above 80 percent. I banged frantically on the door in desperation. Then suddenly, I heard a loud clank. The locking mechanism began to turn, and the great door creaked open.