Where do I start? Maybe with “WeLoveSpain” or getting to Malaga. It’s a little more difficult than you would think traveling where you don’t speak the language, know the culture, or customs. Traveling can be a chore but it’s easier when you go with the flow. So I relaxed and went with the flow.
The Uk province of Gilbraltar killed my vibe and my credit card. Silly fraud department don’t you know I am traveling the world. It was beautiful, I arrived in Gibraltar and saw the giant rock. I’m not going to lie, when I say I had no desire to climb it. It looked so steep. I wish I would have had enough time to catch the cable car up. We stopped for a nice lunch. The city is in Spain but belongs to the U.K. I enjoyed hearing English conversations and being able to speak English and being totally understood. I went on the optional guided tour of the caves. We took the buses up the giant hills. We finally made it to the caves after the turning and winding curves. ST. Micheal’s Caves looked as though they could hold a rock concert. There were lights of every color going on. There was also a giant stage inside. The formations inside were beautiful. On leaving the caves I stopped and saw the monkeys. It was a lot of fun! A lot of at least until the monkey took off with my selfie stick and coke. They monkies were like the size of a red heeler. I was just selfieing it up and next think I know, it ripped the coke out of my hand and drank it like a person. Then I went back to selfieing again and another one stole my selfie stick with my phone attached. One of the boys with us had to stomp my selfie stick and save my phone.
We took a ferry over to Morocco 🇲🇦. It was a fast ferry, so about two hours in and I was in AF-REAKING-CA. It was a culture shock from Spain to there. The people walking trying to sneak in and out around the border was absurd to me. The life style was different that much was clear. We arrived in Ceuta Africa. We waited at the border a mear 5 hours. 🙄 It was crazy. I had never had to pee so bad or so I thought! We finally made it though and headed towards Tetuán. We arrived and checked into our hotel. Dinner was the same the whole time cus cus. My roommate was a sweet girl studying in Paris from Michigan. The second day we headed to Tanger. We had a panoramic tour of the city with out awesome tour guide. Saharan Chicken! It was a cute town. After the quick tour through town we borded the bus again and headed to our Camel rides at Cape Espartel. I didn’t like it much. I felt bad for the camels on the beach. They were tied by the ankles and the guys beat them. Once we tracked back up the giant stairs, we headed to Chefchauen. We had lunch in the cutest little hotel. That had an amazing view over the blue city. We went on a really cool walking tour of the city. I felt a little unease in the city. The police around us made me feel better. I really enjoyed seeing the fabric co-op. The giant looms moved back and forth. Then we headed back towards Tetuán. That was the longest hour in a bus I had ever had. I peed twice before we left and still had to go sooo bad! My blood sugar was so high. It hurt my kidneys sooo bad. I thought I was going to explode. Once we arrived I made David run with me to the bathroom. It was the most painful five min run of my life. We made it to the Arabic Palace but I couldn’t enjoy it. My kidneys hurt so bad. It was a traditional experience that I will never forget. It was such an amazing tradition to watch the fake marriage and the dancing. We headed back to Tetuán where we had our last day and tour. My favorite part was the Berber pharmacy. I enjoyed seeing all the herbs and spices! We had a short presentation and I even got a message. Until my next trip remember ….
Morocco 🇲🇦 was blue and 🇬🇮 Gibraltar rocked.