Tanger looked much more attractive from the deck of the ferry to Spain. The dismal overcast had parted, and the sun sparkled gaily on the white buildings.
From the ferry, you can get a good idea how close Africa and Europe are to each other. Spain is on the left.
Jesus welcomes us to the harbor in Tarifa.
Our hotel had a lovely patio.
The weather was brisk and windy. Great for kites, not so great for swimming.
There were a lot of kites.
The old customs house and fortifications.
The Island of Doves marks the transition from the Atlantic to the Mediterranean.
All the fun spots were closed for the season.
It was a profound relief to get back to pork and alcohol.
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