Here's a view of the city and the coast.
Camels!
A Christian cemetery with fallen soldiers from WWII.
Our tour guide describing a marriage ceremony, standing outside a place where you can hire a band - traditional or modern - for your wedding. The family parades the bride around town on a horse for 2 1/2 hours or so. All the while, the band is playing and she's hidden in this box atop a horse. Two and a half hours.
Here's an artist's rendition of the festivities:
And here's the box the bride gets to sit in. Did I mention for over 2 hours?
The fish market. Stink-y.
And camel leather. Wanna know how they treat the leather? Camel. Urine.
And a magoogabooga tree. Not really. I can't remember the name but it's like 800 years old.
A pretty square near the market.
A berber woman near the market. They were supposedly the first to settle the area where Tangier is.
And this is the area where Jason Bourne, Nikki, and the bad guy chase each other through unsuspecting Moroccans' apartments.
The very narrow streets. I have no idea how our tour guide knew where he was going.
My handsome man with his cool tour sticker.
Entering the Kasbah (old castle). This little boy was really cute with his Real Madrid soccer jersey.
Charlotte and I weren't quite ready for this shot. But Matt was.
The snake charmer.
A view of the ocean outside the wall of the Kasbah.
If you look really closely, you can see Spain in the distance.
Apparently Saturday is laundry day in Morocco, too.
Did I mention this was my first time ever in Africa?
This was at the spice market. Matt was rubbing orange blossom oil on his temples. It's suppose to help with stress, memory, and all kinds of other stuff. We're still waiting.
On the quite rough ferry ride back to Spain. Goodbye Africa.
I will miss you. But not your smells.
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Cool, that's where we wanted to be placed with the company, but He intervened. Still hoping that might be the place.
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