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The smells of Tangier
... forming immediately upon boarding, was merely the line to have ones passport stamped. We thought perhaps we’d be lucky and get to the cafeteria first! We did get there first and discovered there was a reason everyone was avoiding it. I believe in our minds the breakfast would have been the same as on the BC Ferry and the idea of eggs/bacon/hashbrowns got us pretty excited!! That dream was quickly crushed - I got a bag of chips; Mel a pre-packaged ...
'Play it again, Sam!'
... still and do as they are told!!
There are apparently two stations for Tangier (Tanger on the signage) and the father asked which one I needed. He was a friendly chap and told me that they were going to have another baby in about 6 months (he wouldn't have said his wife was 3 months pregnant, as that would have been too personal). We soon arrived at the last Tangier train station and the dad kindly got my backpack down from the upper baggage ...
The fun was Tangerble...a ha ha
... taxi men, and headed for the coast road. I had seen pictures online and gotten some directions for the Hotel Biarritz. The Biarritz is chock full of faded colonial glory; the kind of place that may have been elegant once, but has suffered the ravages of age. Exactly what I was looking for! These days, the Biarritz has charm, cleen sheets and friendly staff, and it's cheap to boot. The area outside is a little busy at night with hash sellers and one or two faux guides, but ...
Step 26: Running to Relaxation
... than I have been around in any other part of Morocco but once again, it is just something that you have to get used to.
After a few hours at the beach, the sun started to go down so we went back to hotel to get cleaned up and then it was time to shop! The hotel was lovely. Amanda and my room was facing towards the pool and we have a little porch and a flower bed right outside. It was very quaint and quiet which also added to the relaxation weekend ahead. Meagan, ...
Finally went to Africa!
... around there, through crazy tiny winding streets, and eventually got to this place where you could view the ocean, Morocco, and see over to Spain. It was gorgeous. This is also when I had my first fall. Slipped and fell down a walkway covered in sand. But don’t worry, I’m ok, the hand with the camera in it broke my fall. Camera is ok too, but now when you look into it you can see a little crack, but it doesn’t affect ...


