Tangier is a fantastic sensory overload, but we were ready to get back to Spain already by our second day there. A bit overwhelming for the old travelers.
I can’t put this series to bed. Like looking for sea shells, it triggers an obsessive-compulsive response. See the rest of the “Painted” series HERE.
Our first ever visit to the African continent. And while Tangier is barely scratching the surface of Africa, a lot of cultures meet here at the jumping-off point to Europe. There’s a bunch of these so you might want to freshen your coffee…
On the southern coast of Spain. These photos are actually from two different days — there was a 24 hour stretch in the middle when we were in Morocco. Insert those hours shortly after drinking the beers in Bossa… In the second to the last photo, the one with the big fish, you see water and then land in the distance — that’s the Straight of Gibraltar and Africa on the other side.
OK, all apologies for the cheesy title…
I am attempting to make up for lost time and am going way back to 2015 to our trip to Spain. This wasn’t our first stop, but it was the first non-dreary gray light we saw.
Photos from this year’s edition of the ride to fight cancer:
A sober reminder that all is not laughs and antics in the clown world. The shoes were on a side-walk in Lisbon. The clown? Unknown.
See the rest of the series HERE.