Monday, August 29, 2011

Spain – Malaga, Alicante, Valencia


Malaga 
On August 1st (BC Day at home), Candra and I spent the morning shopping in the Medina in Tanger, Morocco and then we boarded our ferry back to Spain.  We arrived in Tarifa, Spain and all 3 of us took a bus to Malaga.  

Within a few hours, we arrived at our hostel and I basically took a 24 hour siesta.  After our really busy weekend in Morocco and going out past midnight each day and waking up relatively early, I needed a break.  I called home and talked to my mom for well over an hour and then talked to Deanna for close to 3 hours! Before I knew it, it was 2am and I was still on the phone chatting away.

The next day I decided to just relax.  I didn’t see much of Malaga at all which is probably a good thing because there is a lot of stores to shop at! In the evening, Matt and I headed to Candra’s hostel on the other side of the city where she prepared for us a yummy dinner and we hung out for several hours – our last time together.  

I have no photos of Malaga – this is a first for me! No photos in a new city – say what?? 

Alicante

We spent 2 nights in Alicante, Spain (August 3 & 4). Alicante is a very popular location for people in the UK to go to for holidays. It’s a great beach side town where we had a very relaxing time.  Our guest house was only a few blocks from the beach which was awesome.  I had the perfect combination of beach time and exploring the city.  Alicante has a ton of restaurants and cafes, beautiful white sandy beach, and nice boardwalk lined with palm trees which comes alive at night with many different vendors.

 The beautiful beach at night.

 Downtown Alicante at night.

  Downtown Alicante at night.

 Some of the best gelato I have had on this trip was from Alicante.

 The beach during the day.

Valencia
Matt and I spent 2 nights in Valencia (August 5 & 6). Valencia is Spain’s 3rd largest city and creator of paella – a very popular Spanish rice dish.  Unfortunately, the best paella is found near the beach in Valencia, a 20 min bus ride away, and we didn’t have enough time to venture out to the beach so my paella eating experience is being pushed forward to Barcelona.  All this hype over paella, I hope I’m not disappointed.

In Valencia, we did another free walking tour and learned of Valencia’s interesting history involving Muslims and Christians.  Valencia is a beautiful city but also has a dodgier looking side – kind of like Vancouver’s downtown east side, but not nearly as bad in Valencia.  It’s basically just older buildings with graffiti everywhere.  There is something though about older buildings and graffiti that just makes you feel a little unsafe, but the main streets of Valencia were definitely safe!

 Valencia

 Now contrast the beauty of the first photo to this photo above - nasty graffiti - and only a few blocks away.

 Valencia has built miniature replicas of famous monuments/buildings etc in the city so that those who are blind can feel the statue and read a blurb (in brail) regarding the famous monument/building.  Unfortunately, it is constructed of metal and it is piping hot! In a country where the sun shines most of the time, I don't think they took this into consideration. I put my fingers on the brail board and it was so hot that I almost lost my fingerprints!

 Fountain - I really don't remember the significance anymore - whoopsies!

We also visited a Horchateria – a cafĂ© serving mainly horchata! Matt tried his first Horchata here but I declined on having one as I find them too sweet.  After the tour, Matt and I went to the cathedral to see the Holy Grail – this is the supposed home of the Holy Grail.  How they can trace that this was the cup Jesus drank from at the Last Supper, I don’t know…but I went to see it anyhow.  Later on that evening, I researched more about the supposed location of the Holy Grail and learned that there are a few other Churches who also claim to have THE Holy Grail.   I sense a money making scheme. Interesting, isn’t it?

 The entrance of the cathedral

The pulpit area - beautiful!

And lastly, the supposed Holy Grail.

Next stop is our final stop in Spain – Barcelona.

Saturday, August 27, 2011

Morocco - Chefchaouen


On Saturday July 30th, our private taxi picked us up at our hotel.  Today, Matt, Candra and I were going on a private tour of Chefchaouen.  The taxi ride from Tanger to Chefchaouen took 2 hours and as we ventured further away from Tanger and the coastline, the heat intensified.  Our windows were rolled down in the taxi and we took in as much cooler air as we could to cool down.  I really enjoyed the ride to and from Tanger to Chefchaouen.  We saw many Royal Police along the route who were randomly pulling over cars (as the King was in town), many mountain women on the road trying to hitchhike their way into Tanger with handicrafts they produced to sell, road side stands selling nothing but onions and other road side stands selling ceramic products, donkeys carting around goods and other really cool sights to see.

 Mountain women

 What a beautiful drive from Tanger to Chefchaouen!

 Driving alongside donkeys - Hee haw, Hee haw!

 An onion stand selling nothing but onions. There were many of these along the 2 hour journey from Tanger to Chefchaouen.  Apparently, Moroccans consume a lot of onions!

When we arrived in Chefchaouen, our private tour guide met us.  He was an older gentlemen (late 70s) who was full of energy and fast at walking – almost too fast for us as we wanted to leisurely explore the area and not race through it.

Chefchaouen is a really beautiful city. Most of the buildings are painted in a shade of blue. On our walk through the city, we went to a fish market, saw spice markets, paint pigment, handicrafts, paintings, carpet weaving, bread making, laundry washing in the river, and took a short hike to get an amazing viewpoint. 

I don't even want to know what they are using this camel foot for...

 Walking through the streets and checking out the many stores.

 Different shades of blue.

 I loved the shade of blue on this narrow street.

 Bread making from scratch. We sampled a piece of the fresh bread and it was good. Kept our hungry stomachs satisfied for a little bit.

 More blue buildings.

 View of the city.

 Spices!

 Colour pigment for paint.

 What a helpful donkey :)

 The local river where kids were swimming in and their mothers were doing the laundry.

We also went to Casa Hassan for lunch. The food was incredible – probably the best food I have eaten on the trip so far.  We had Moroccan salad, this hot dip for bread that was delicious and addicting (tasted like it was made with lentils), chicken tangine, grilled steak with Moroccan spices, and couscous with chicken and vegetables.  The combination and type of spices used in our meal was incredible – absolutely mouth watering delicious.  Mmm mmm mmm!!

 
What a great weekend we had in Morocco! 

Thursday, August 25, 2011

Morocco - Tanger

Day 1 in Tanger

After being able to pass through the Police control in Tanger (wahoo for new stamps in my Passport), we met up with our tour company.  We had heard many mixed reviews on Morocco (especially with regards to westernized women in Morocco) and thought it would be best to explore the country as part of a tour – at least on our first trip into the country.  I was so glad we chose a tour as soon as we entered the country, because even though it was only a 35 minute ferry ride from Spain, slight culture shock set in for both Matt and I. 

Our tour company drove us to our hotel – beachfront hotel with a pool – SWEET! We then learned that it was only Matt, Candra and I on the 3 day tour of Morocco to Tanger and Chefchauhan – so everything for the weekend would essentially be just for us – SWEET again! We also met a local Moroccan named Hicham (aka Chap Chap). He is friends with some people who work for the tour company and so they have this little arrangement where he meets up with people from the tour and offers them additional private tours.  He met us and offered us a private tour of Tanger for that very night. We asked him how much and he said free. Hmm….sounds a little fishy to me.  He said we only have to pay the Moroccan price for the taxi (€1 each instead of €5 each the drivers charge to tourists) and just give him a small tip at the end.  You know the saying, “When something sounds too good to be true, it probably is.”  Well, all 3 of us immediately thought this would be the case and we’d end up being ripped off or eaten in an alley (the eaten in the alley would the literally the worst possible case scenario).

We decided to take a chance and we asked him to show us the real Tanger at night.  Show us what the Moroccans do – off the beaten path – not just the touristy spots. We all agreed that we would see how the evening tour went before we asked Hicham to take us on any more tours.  Hicham agreed and we asked him to pick us up at 9pm.

Once we got to the hotel and checked in, we sat out on our balcony and admired the beachfront view.  We quickly noticed that there were ONLY men on the beach - like 99.9% men.  The remaining 0.01% were little girls on the beach or mothers dressed in their full traditional outfit watching their kids in the water.  We started to play a version of “Where’s Waldo” which entailed spotting women on the beach!  After finding very few women on the beach, we headed down to the restaurant for dinner and to watch the sunset.

 The view from our room balcony

At 9pm on the dot, Hicham arrived at our hotel and was ready to take us out.  The streets of Tanger were packed.  Many Moroccan’s from the south come up north to Tanger for the long stretch of white sandy beaches and because it’s cooler than the desert, but it was extra busy because of the crowning of the King that was happening that weekend.  Hicham took us to the Kasbah, the Medina and around the downtown centre of Tanger.  As promised, he took us where the Moroccan’s go - there was hardly a tourist in sight.  If it wasn’t for Hicham being our tour guide, I would have locked myself up in my hotel room and would not even dare to venture out in the dark, even with Matt by my side.  The culture is completely different than what I am used to and I would not have felt safe on my own.
 
 Entrance to the Medina

The Medina area was really cool. We saw several Mosques, lots of stray cats, many stores selling handicrafts such as shoes, leather purses, wallets and jewellery, as well as spices, fruits & vegetables, meat, olives, dates and more! I love markets and the Medina area was awesome.  Matt had Hicham buy him some olives as they smelled divine.  Hicham bought them instead of Matt as Hicham would get the Moroccan price, whereas we would be charged a marked up tourist price.  For €0.50, Matt got a bag full of olives that tasted SO GOOD….and for the record, I strongly dislike olives.  But the Moroccan olives were incredible.  A tad salty, but the flavour was spot on. 

Meat market

Loads of fresh fruits and veggies

Olives, olives and more olives! So many varieties to choose from.

The streets of Tanger at night.

Check out the spice display.  The scent was incredible.

I had such an amazing and unforgettable experience manoeuvring through the narrow & windy streets of the Medina with Hicham.  I never would have done this on my own, especially after sunset.  I could have done without some of the comments & looks from the men, but with Hicham as our guide, I saw a side of Morocco that was intriguing and alluring.

Hicham also took us to this carpet & blanket store where all 3 of us (Candra, Matt and I) fell in love with something from the store. Candra and I each bought a handmade silk blanket and Matt purchased a handmade silk rug.  The colours were incredible and if you could feel the texture of the blanket and rug, you would have been sold too. Matt says that his rug feels like a kitten.  Thank you to my wonderful friend Raj for a generous amount of spending money as I used it towards my silk blanket.

This picture shows some of the Moroccan silk blankets that Candra and I marvelled over.  I believe Candra's blanket is the one on the left centre....mine isn't shown as I went through heaps of blankets to find the perfect one for me.

After our expensive purchases, we checked out some gorgeous views of Tanger and then headed to the beach where we saw a brilliant firework display that lasted about 45 minutes – all for the Crowning of the King!  While the fireworks were going on, I point blank asked Hicham what the deal was with the tour – there is no such thing as free tours where we only pay €1 for a taxi.  He re-assured me that the deal was legitimate and to only provide him with a small tip at the end or buy him dinner/lunch/drink as we tour around – that’s it.  I said to him, “Ok, I want to shake your hand to confirm the deal.  This sounds too good to be true and I am very cautious about these sort of things.  If this is all that you require as payment, then I am good to go. If there turns out to be additional fees not mentioned, I am not giving you any money whatsoever.” He agreed!

After an awesome night (and culture shocking experience) exploring Tanger, a taxi picked us up just after midnight and we were returned to our hotel. It took over an hour (for a 10 minute ride) to get to our hotel as the streets were jam packed with cars due to the fireworks ending.  At the hotel we went to pay Hicham for the taxi for the night and he said, “Pay me at the end if you want to continue with private tours.”. Hmm…fishy again! He asked if we wanted to be taken out the following night as well and we said “yes”.  So he provided me with his number and I was to call him following our tour in Chefchauhan with the tour company we booked through and he would pick us up.

Day 2 in Tanger

Following our tour in Chefchauhan on the Saturday, I called Hicham at 7pm and asked him to pick us up at 9:30pm for another night tour. Sure enough, he was there at 9:30pm with a private taxi to take us out.  I love punctuality.
 
Hicham provided us with another great tour of Tanger at night. We saw new sights and ventured through other areas of the Medina.  I bought a huge batch of Moroccan soap for only €0.50 (Moroccan price, not tourist price – thanks Hicham). We loved our Moroccan experience so much that we asked Hicham whether it was possible to extend our tour by one day and stay somewhere in the Medina area.  Hicham recommended a nice hotel where all 3 of us could stay for €8 each – deal! We went to the hotel, asked to see the room and booked it on the spot. 

We then continued touring around, checked out some live music and did a lot of people watching.  Another great night in Tanger!

 Walking through the narrow streets of the Medina

 So many people in town!

Checking out a live concert.

Day 3 in Tanger

For our 3rd day in Tanger, we met up with Hicham after our tour company’s tour of Tanger.  Let’s just say that I am so glad we hired Hicham as our private tour guide, because if the only part of Tanger I saw was through the actual tour company, I would have been disappointed.  We only saw the rich side of Tanger with the tour company and not the real Tanger. I would have left Morocco with a false impression.

On today’s tour with Hicham, we ventured outside of Tanger.  We headed to a beach for an hour or so where once again there was 99.9% men.  I did see a few more women than the beach that was in front of our hotel, but the women weren’t in the water – just men & boys with a few young girls. 

 Look at how packed the beaches were - with 99.9% men! We headed a bit further down the coast and found a beach that wasn't quite so busy.

We also went to see a light house and the Grotte d’Hercule. 

 Lighthouse

 At the Grotte d’Hercule (it is supposed to resemble the shape of Africa)

 We thought it resembled the side profile of a face!

 And finally, this is the view from our hotel room that Hicham hooked us up with for €8/night each.  Right in the centre of the photo is the closest Mosque.  Before we went to sleep I said to Matt & Candra, "Don't be surprised if we are woken up during the middle of the night to the prayers over the loudspeaker" as Muslims pray 5x a day.  Sure enough, twice during the night we jumped out of bed as the prayers were so loud that our walls were vibrating!  It was a really cool experience though!

We had an amazing tour and awesome drive seeing the sights outside of Tanger. Once we got dropped off at our hotel, we thanked Hicham and let him know that we would not be requiring his services the following day as we would just be walking around the Medina on our own in the morning before the ferry.  We then paid him for the taxi rides and added a generous tip and he was more than thrilled with the money we gave him.  Wow – turns out what he said to us was really legitimate! 

 Thanks Hicham for a wonderful tour and an unforgettable weekend!!   
 
If you ever go to Morocco and are in need of a tour guide for Tanger, let me know and I will hook you up with Hicham’s info!

Next post: Chefchauhan, Morocco

Saturday, August 20, 2011

UK - Gibraltar & Spain, Tarifa


Gibraltar, UK
We arrived in Algericas from Seville on July 28th. Algericas is a port city and we were staying here as we were taking a ferry to Morocco on Friday the 29th.  Since there isn’t a whole lot to do in Algericas, we decided to take the bus to Gibraltar for the afternoon – a one hour journey from Algericas and it only cost €2.15 – Woot!

The bus dropped us off at La Linea and we walked about 10 minutes to the border crossing for Gibraltar. It felt weird to walk through the border from Spain to a colony of the UK.  The border guard didn’t even open our passports. We just held it up to the window for him to see that we indeed did hold a passport and he waived us through.  As soon as we passed the guard, the UK presence was immediately felt.  The vending machines were in £ instead of € and all the signage was in English. There were UK stores such as Morrison’s (grocery store), Marks & Spencer, NEXT (clothing store) and English pubs!  We were now back to the 2 meals for £9.50 specials that we last saw in England.  

We then headed straight for the cable cars that would take us up the Rock of Gibraltar to see the monkeys! Once we got to the top, the view was gorgeous! I could see Spain – LOL!  After checking out the beautiful view, we then started to spot the monkeys.  What cheeky little fellows these monkeys were.   They were very entertaining to watch, especially when one lady made the mistake of putting her bag down and one monkey immediately claimed ownership of it.  The monkey would not let go despite people attempting to scare it away.   What did the trick for the monkey to leave the bag was that someone opened up a can of Fanta and gave it to the monkey. The sweet temptation of the Fanta was worth more to the monkey than the purse & its contents, so the purse became free!  Here are some photos of the monkeys:


 


 And here are some other pics from Gibraltar:



Tarifa, Spain
We left Algericas for Tarifa via bus on July 29th.  Our ferry to Morocco was leaving out of Tarifa and not Algericas, but we couldn’t find decent priced accommodations in Tarifa, hence our overnight stay in Algericas.

We arrived in Tarifa several hours before our ferry departure as we wanted to explore this port city.  There was a beautiful beach, a castle, a fortress and a neat old town with narrow streets. Since it was a beautiful clear day, we could also see the coastline of Africa!! It was such a neat feeling to be standing in Spain and to be able to see Africa!

Here are some pics from Tarifa:



 I can see Africa!

While at the ferry port, I made a new friend – Candra!  We sat beside each other in the waiting area of the ferry terminal and quickly learned that we were doing the same Moroccan tour.  She was told by the tour company that there were 9 people on the tour – 8 were part of a couple and she was the only solo traveller. When she learned that Matt and I were just friends, she kept saying, “I’m so glad y’all aren’t a couple!” 

Just before 5pm, we boarded our ferry to Tanger, Morocco.  We sat outside on the top deck to enjoy the view and great weather.  Since we were outside though, we failed to hear the announcements informing us that we had to get our passports stamped on board the ferry.  The only announcements we heard were promotions for purchasing rum.  When we departed the ferry, the Police would not let us through the barriers as our passports were not stamped so we raced back onto the boat, thankfully found the Border guard who had already closed up but re-opened for us, got our passports stamped and entered Morocco!

Our Moroccan adventures had just begun!