Queen's Hotel Gibraltar

... to the tunnels was developed. The soldiers were allowed half a pint of fresh water a day plus a cup of tea to do with what they wanted. Think about how small an amount that is.

Churchill believed that if Gibraltar was taken, North Africa and the Middle East and all the oil would fall to the Germans. The system of tunnels is actually longer than the road network in the city and kept the territory well defended. During the war the entire civilian ...

... Street, past the hounding pitches of the cable car tour salesmen, were the Botanical Gardens. I read that a special kind of bat lived in the botanical gardens, and I searched high and low for the little fellas. If I couldn't get to the Apes, I needed to have some kind of wildlife sighting. Sadly, there were no bats available on the day of my visit, and I settled for gazing at some local aloe and purple flowers that looked like pom-poms.
Gibraltar, Gibraltar qgirl128

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... ground / Garrison which is now restaurants, shops etc with a happy, friendly atmosphere and Fish and Chips everywhere (Duh). This leads into main street (High Street) which looks so British, well it is I suppose. It has cobbled streets, pubs, restaurants, tons of duty free shops and pubs, and a bloody Marks and Sparks, perfect. So we have lunch (Pasties ) and decide to find the monkeys. Well it turns out they are halfway up the rock at Monkeys Den and it is waaaaay up there. First stop ...

In the morning we left Torremolino for Gibraltar. It's a British Colony. We got there pretty early and made a toiler stop at the McDonald's. Then we held our passports and passed the immigration/customs. It was so easy to get through. Rano just told the officer we are from Hong Kong and they don't care to look at any of our passports.

In Gibraltar we waited at the airport for ...

... when I viewed it from there.) So, as time was getting tight and it made sense, I ran all the way back down to the sign, then trudged up to the cable car station. So not only did I walk to the top of Gibraltar, I did it twice. The macaques were swarming the cable car station, with signs warning you to eat your food inside as they'll grab it from you, and to not rustle any plastic bags as they've learned to associate hem with food. Meanwhile, they were all over the trash ...

... Tarifa but we didn´t realize that it was siesta time. Honestly, all the shops close down for 2 to 3 hours in the afternoon for a siesta. They don´t post it on the hours, its just known. Its almost surreal. We caught the ferry to Tanger. It was supposed to take 35 minutes. It really took and hour and 35 minutes. I don´t know why, I guess it was Spanish time again. The ferry was full of mostly rich Moroccans. We were warned to get away from the port area as quickly as possible because ...

I arrived at the bus station an hour early, ate gummies and waited for my bus to Morocco. Considering that the first time I boarded a bus using a ticket that I purchased by myself the seat belonged to someone else, I didn't want to take any chances. (It's not that the bus system isn't reliable here, it's that I'm not. The bus ticket I had purchased gave me a seat on the 1:30 bus not the 13:30 bus. ) I wasn't just nervous about the bus. There was something about this trip that was ...

... I sucked it up. After I purchased my ticket I flagged a taxi down but he had no clue where I was trying to go. I barely had an idea. I checked my guide book for a cheap pension to keep my bags. I was willing to pay $15 for a night just to be able to rest, shower, and have a secure place to get off the streets. I tried another taxi and this one seemed to have an idea. I couldn't have been more wrong. No matter how much you can plan not to get ripped off it is almost inevitable ...

After a short ferry crossing we hit the continent of Africa, however we are actually still in Spain. We have time to stop at the alcohol store and stock the truck up with wine and beer. Jess, Sarah and I club together to buy several bottles of Tanquery gin before heading for Morocco.