Chillout Hotel Tres Mares Tarifa

... would chuck out handfuls of crumbs, be swarmed by gray globs of pigeons like something out the "The Omen" (think ravens), yell "****" at the top of his lungs, and then follow it up by strong exclamations in Italian. Until this point, I had only heard crazy rantings performed in English. It was a whole new take to hear it done in a romance language.<br><br>LOCAL FLORA AND FAUNA: The vendor on Las Ramblas in Barcelona who was selling...get ready for it....chipmunks. I'm fairly ...

... waters. We lit a barbecue on the beach not realizing how close the tide is. Here the water races in...comparable to some of the Northern English beaches and San Malo in France where the tide is known to gallop in like horses thundering accross the beach. We manage to cook and feed about 8 people before someone spots the sea is just a few meters away..there is some frantic wall building to no avail. The next wave breaks through and smothers the barbecue...despite this ...

... Power, translated as Foreigner Power. It is the power to completely **** someone off but, since you can't understand any of their rant, you aren't responsible for anything you've done. It is similar to yelling at a puppy for peeing on the couch. You can yell and flap your arms and foam at the mouth, and sure the dog might understand that you are mad, maybe maybe maybe, the dog might get that you are upset with him, but ...

... in an Amsterdamn coffee shop, and for some reason is very windy. It´s a Mecca for kite-surfing and windsailing, so it´s got a surfer-dude feel to it too. The boat over to Morocco is only 35 minutes, so tomorrow I´m planning on going over to Tangiers for a couple of days. If you don´t hear from me again I´ve been sold into the white slave trade.

... can see Africa. So many elements mixed into one! We ended up wading out to some rocks and sat out there for a little while taking photos and watching the ferries leaving the port, before walking back to the hostel where i utilised the ´free´ shelf to make some pasta for dinner. Since getting back to Tarifa i have been feeling a little homesick, i think mainly because i was so used to being with a group and not having to worry about where i was going or what i was ...

... it out but very cool when you are shown how! I was going to buy one but they are so heavy and annoying to lug around so i decided against it. The thing i found most unusual through morocco is the ammount of people who just sit by the side of the road all day, usually in the remotest of places. Its quite random and strange. Some towns that we drove through tended to have more donkeys pulling carts than actual cars. Just shows you how differently there ...

... staircase w/ English, French, and Arabic books. Lyn took a brief nap. We were all ready at 7:30 pm and headed downstairs. Rachel offered the menu: Moroccan Flatbreads, Moroccan salads, Meat Kabobs, Vegetables Juilienne, and a Mushroom Cheese Omelette for Katie. For dessert we would have fruit in orange blossom water and Morrocan sweets/bakery with Mint Tea. Saad served us sparkling water and champagne (brought our own ...

I visited Tangier last November and found very little hastle as a British man I met on the ferry and I disembarked at the port. Tangier remains my first glimpse into Morocco. I must say the city pleasantly surprised me in light of the dire warnings I had read in preparation for my trip.

... train, our 16 clunky bags in tow. (Our bikes were sent separately- without anything so much as a bungee cord on them-- the train system in Morocco is interestingly inconsistant to say the least. You just never know what yer gonna get is the best way to describe it). At the Meknes gare station, there was some strangeness and turmoil, as a fleet of bomb squad police officers, undercover trench coat mustache types with walkie ...

... the trots yet so I may have got away with it) His pension was considerably cleaner and smarter looking than mine, a fact reflected in the price, however there was a cockroach in there which is something I have not come across. I guess its all swings and roundabouts, and my swing was much cheaper. We then wandered round the town for a couple of hours before returning to our respective pensions. I have his address in Slovenia to send a ...