Tne blue city was rather attractive although the reason that it was blue was to keep away the mozzies didn't quite ring true with us! My day was spent relaxing with a massage and the lack of voice was keeping me low key! By the end of the day the hotel staff had the solution - to drink a third of a glass of pure lemon juice! I did this under sufferance and it didn't help that Valda wanted to record facial expressions - for YouTube no doubt! Amazingly I did have some voice the next day!
Taxis took us to the local bus station for our 3 hour trip to Tangier. All was going well until the kids behind Valda and I started kicking us. A few delicate words from our guide helped! It was a rather windy descent and luckily we weren't at the back of the bus because that seemed to be the spot for the locals vomiting! The joys of travel!
Taxis took us to the local bus station for our 3 hour trip to Tangier. All was going well until the kids behind Valda and I started kicking us. A few delicate words from our guide helped! It was a rather windy descent and luckily we weren't at the back of the bus because that seemed to be the spot for the locals vomiting! The joys of travel!
As soon as lunch was over we left the group for their overnight train and we booked into a very pleasant hotel in Tangier Medina! Over a couple of G & T's our hosts explaned how they had come from Nice, bought two houses, knocked them down and produced a beautiful hotel.
It was so good to stay in somewhere rather special but an early ferry, to Tarifa, Spain, soon had us on the way again.
A half an hour delay had us bobbing up and down, rolling from side to side until we eventually reached Tarifa. Only an hour on the clock but then we had to put our watch forward an hour. A free, well part of the ferry ticket, bus ride (for about 45 mins) bought us to Algeciras. The view of the rock of Gibraltar was quite impressive. We then took a taxi to the car hire company. Well, we arrive 10 minutes after the lady should have gone off duty and the huffing and puffing and general negative demeanor told us in no uncertain terms what low life we were. Caught her out though when she told me that my licence was out of date - it still had a year to go! After theatrically wiping the sweat from my brow she finally became more human. The car was bought to the door, and with no instructions we were on our own!
I made my way out of Algeciras ok and Valda was my navigator. We were soon out on the freeway and all was well - until we got within a stones throw of the apartment and then everything went to pieces!! We had followed instructions but then got caught up in one way streets. I made one serious error but realised in time when I was preparing to turn left - but it was an Aussie left! I'm sure the scooter rider thought ' bloody tourists '!
After, what seemed like hours driving around the one way streets we made it to a large supermarket and called the apartment owner who arrived on his motor bike to find us. We followed closely until arriving at apartment parking. Unfortunately the car door handle and a wall had a disagreement - oh well!!
We insisted that a cab was booked to take us to the local supermarket - no way I was doing any more driving that day! We bought copious supplies and after a few drinks headed off to the land of nod.
The next day, with map in hand, we wandered into the centre of the town. We noticed every road that we had driven download and couldn't believe how close to our destination we had come!!
We found a local market and bought prawns to cook for dinner. Made one of the local stall holders laugh when asking for garlic as we had to buy 4 bulbs - no way you could buy them singularly!
Tried our hand at ordering sherry at tbe local bars but haven't been too successful
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