TARIFA, SPAIN
(quick note: finally in a spot where I can start posting blogs again...rest of the trip coming soon!)
Took a three-hour bus down the coast from Torrmosolis to Tarifa today. What a view; at least the last hour or so of the ride. The coast down to Tarifa is quite hilly and because of the high winds there are new windmills peppering the hillsides. Really makes for a spectacular view to see these huge windmills spinning away with the ocean in the forefront. Very cool! Wish our driver could have stopped along the way so I could take pictures.
Tarifa is a windsurfer’s paradise. The wind blows wild in Tarifa most of the year to the delight of the avid windsurfing community. I absolutely hate, hate, hate wind! That said I am so thrilled that we spent a couple days in Tarifa. Granted we had to roll through to catch the ferry to Tangiers anyway but…
There are heaps of adorable little shops with what looks like one of a kind jewelry, and just as many clothing boutiques that could have kept me satisfied for days.
Did I mention the hip little coffee shops around town as well? I do loves me a good coffee.We stayed at Correos Hostel right next to the church. The hostel is housed in an old, multilevel-whitewashed building. The doors are all painted a vivid blue, which makes for a great contrast against the whitewashed walls. The room was huge; actually it was three rooms and a bathroom. I rarely take photos of the places I stay, especially since I am a budget girl, most of the places I stay are forgettable, but I did snap a few of this place. There is one downside to the Correos Hostel and it is not the staff, which is a super friendly family, but the church bell rings as it pleases. There seems to be no rhyme or reason behind the chime.
All the streets here are whitewashed and as usual they are a maze to wander, which I love. One of the cheapest meals we have had it Spain was in Tarifa and what is funny it was about one of the best. I don’t even remember the name of the place but it was just a simple pizza joint. We ended up there for the mere fact that some soccer game was on and everywhere was packed out, well everywhere with a TV anyway. The pizza joint was the only place around without a crazed crowd of men screaming inside. It was greasy, New York style, Pizza to die for. And did I mention it was cheap!
I would highly recommend Tarifa for anyone coming to Spain for more than a couple weeks. Beautiful beaches, great shopping, tasty grub, and chilled out atmosphere.
Left for Morocco on the 1pm ferry. Actually considering it is only a 30-minute ferry ride the cost of 37 Euros is quite steep. Off to Morocco soon. Adios amigos!
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