Visiting another country is wonderful, but visiting another continent is on another level, it's wonderful squared. To have breakfast in southern Europe and lunch in north Africa is not that difficult, as I'll show you, but it sounds impressive.I made this journey in May this year, driving from Granada down to Malaga and along the coast, past Marbella and Gibralter to Tarifa. I set off around 2pm and after a couple of stops arrived at Tarifa at 7pm.
Driving into Tarifa you could be forgiven for thinking "this doesn't look right". The fact is, Tarifa is hidden by modern concrete apartments, which is a pity because the old walled town itself is a little jewel.So my first piece of advice to you, is do not judge the town on first impressions. Find the ancient gateway to the old town and you enter a totally different place.
I booked into a small pension which cost 40 euros for a double en-suite room, then went for a stroll around the town.I could be happy living in Tarifa. For a start there are old pubs, like there used to be in Britain. The pubs have a good atmosphere, they're very friendly and full of travellers from all over the world.
Then there's the food! Tarifa has exceptional restaurants with truly international menu's. The best meal I've had in Spain was in a restaurant in Tarifa, you can't go wrong.
There are quite a few other attractions to Tarifa, a very good little art gallery and that beach, but for me it's an early night as I have to catch a ferry to Tangier in the morning.
Join me on Monday for lunch in Morocco
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Oh lucky you! I made that crossing in 1983 on a hydrofoil! So exciting it was.
ReplyDeleteAnxious to see your photos from Tangier.
Shalom from landlocked Jerusalem.
Looking forward to seeing the way YOU look at Tangiers through your lens.
ReplyDeleteI'm wild for that photo of the door knockers. It reminds me of the Cours Mirabeau in Aix where the buildings lining the street have such grand doorways and sculpture. Just so much old beauty. Someday you'll have to journey to Aix and take pictures to make me cry. . .