Day 84, 26 September 2012, Feria de San Miguel, Arcos de la Frontera - We are truly on Spanish time now. By the time we were dressed and ready to roll it was onwards of 1 pm... We explored the local shops including a cheese store so ripe it was about to pop. The sun being well and truly up (apparently - we´ve brought heavy cloud cover and rain to the South of Spain...) we popped into a bar in a cave. 2000 odd years ago it was a hidden Synagogue and jews sough...

Day 83, 25 September 2012. Ferry to Tarifa, Spain, bus to Jerez de la Frontera, car (courtesy of our lovely friend Carmen) to one of the white villages, or Pueblos Blancos - Arcos de la Frontera. What a day! We farewelled Tangier as we walked to the ferry terminal. Dark clouds were backlit by a lightening sky and tiny fishing boats were motionless at the port (yesterday´s cover photo). The ferry ride was uneventful, thankfully, though we did meet a fellow tr...

Day 82, 24 September 2012. Final Glimpses of Tangier - The Last of Africa after almost three months. We made the most of the day and arrived at the American Legation Museum shortly after opening time. Morocco was one of the very first countries to recognise the fledgling United States, way back when, and this building is the only US national monument on foreign soil. It is now open to the public and the gracious reception rooms surrounding the jasmine scented ...

Day 81, 23 September 2012, Tangerines for a day! - Our first full day in Tangier (aka. Tanger and Tanja) sees us exploring as if we were local Tangerouis (I know the mandarine export has already grabbed the moniker Tangerine.... but it´s definitely easier to say!). By necessity, and after the best Moroccan breakfast yet at Dar Jameel, we went down to the port area to scope out where our 8 am ferry will depart from on the 25th. By a process of elimination we m...

Day 80, 22 September 2012, Fez to Tangier - Not Being Grownups is riding the rails again. It may seem we discuss the cost of things quite frequently but that is because it´s fascinating. There is simply no relativity. It costs 1 Dh to go to a public toilet. It cost 8.5 Dh for a 10 minute taxi ride from the medina to the new town where the snazzy Fez railway station is located. It was lucky our bags were heavy, because weight alone was the only thing anchori...