In light of Cesar’s passing, Mary had to modify her US itinerary next month. Instead of leaving Oct 17, she had Robert arrange it so she’ll fly from Jerez with us on Thursday Oct 4. However, we’ll have to part in Madrid where Donna and I will fly to Heathrow and then to LAX while she’ll fly to Philadelphia, Phoenix and then to San Diego.
We woke up really early yesterday to pick up Mark and Flor on our way to Morocco. They fixed breakfast of fried rice, chicken tocino, longanisa and fish. What we didn’t finish we brought with us.
Mark drove with Flor navigating as usual, with directions provided for us by Robert. It was still dark out and Flor was having some difficulty in navigating. We were hoping it wouldn’t rain because it was raining the day before. Once we passed through downtown Cadiz, we passed by La Nina, one of
Christopher Columbus’s ship on his way to discover the New World, displayed in the middle of a turnabout in front of a mall.
It rained on and off on the way. When we were getting close to Tarifa where we’ll ride the ferry to
Morocco, the windshield wiper blade came loose on the right side and Mark had to pull over so he can reattach it but with no success.
We arrived into
Tarifa and parked quite a ways from the port. We then walked towards the port, checked in and filled out immigration forms.

At around 8:15 we boarded into the ferry. It was a fairly big one. I slept through the 35 minute trip.

When we arrived in
Tanger (also sometimes called Tangier or Tangiers), we got off and a tour guide met us on the shore then gathered about 15 of us into the bus. They took us around Tanger, the summer capital of Morocco with its population swelling during the summer as was stated by the tour guide.



Apparently there are a lot of rich people and celebrities including Malcolm Forbes (we passed by his former residence)

who’ve resided in Tanger over the years.
Then they took us where tourists can experience camel rides. Donna’s shoulder was bothering her a bit so she decided to pass so I just took her picture next to one.

We then went to the
casbah – the former walled area of Tanger,

the old town – where residential buildings stand so close together they seem to almost touch. Streets are so narrow people can only walk two side by side at a time.

They took us to a Moroccan restaurant where they served bread and ground beef kebab as appetizers and chicken in
couscous for lunch. There was some sweet Moroccan
baklava and tea afterwards. Coke bottles have Arabic characters on them just like the stop sign the guide showed us, they look like a couple of worms having a fight.


There was quite a bit of shopping with street vendors hawking their wares to the point of annoyance in their persistence. The snake charmers were cool.


One had me coil a King Cobra around my neck and shoulders. I still couldn’t believe I did that!

Part of the tour was a huge shop displaying Arab and
Berber carpets

and a Moroccan pharmacy selling spices and all kinds of oils and herbal medications that cure practically everything. The salesman even gave Donna a massage to display the effect of some ointment.

After our tour, we ate our baon underneath a huge rubber tree in Tarifa before we finally headed on home.

On the way to El Puerto we passed by some really cool sceneries in the light of day like a few camp grounds in Tarifa and hundreds of those windmill looking things on the mountains that generate electricity just like on the way up to San Francisco from LA. It was pretty windy on that stretch of the highway.


There was also this gorgeous white village on top of a hill. I think it’s called Medina Sidonia. It’ll be nice to go back and visit one day.

We missed the exit going home and we got to downtown Cadiz instead. Actually Mark was going to take it but all of us insisted we should go straight to Cadiz. I had Mark park by the mall so I can take pictures of
La Nina.


Robert mentioned that these Spanish galleons are fairly small considering the world class sailing they were put through. The La Nina is no bigger than the ship (see below) docked over the Puerto Sherry Marina.


It was a pretty hectic tour but it was worth it I thought. It would have been nice if it was a private tour so we can stop by and visit the church in Tanger but perhaps that’s for next time.