Let’s just start by saying that we had the most perfect rainy, windy, mountainous, breathtaking bus ride ever from El Jebha to Azla yesterday. It was all of 68 miles and worth every one of the 14 dollars it cost for two people and bikes. I spent the whole time staring out the window at the Mediterranean, far below, hearing the rain and the wind rattle the bus as it swooped up and down and gleefully exclaiming how happy I was to be sitting on that soft seat.
Today we biked west from Azla to Tangier, against headwinds all the way, and into the ancient medina of the town, a maze of endlessly looping alleyways, with barely a slit overhead to allow daylight in. It sits high on a hilltop overlooking the Straights. Ships pass east and west. Spain is right there. There are cobblestones and tile work and fortress-like ornate doors leading into alluring inner sanctums. There are small shops selling crafts, beautiful handmade wool rugs and buckets of spices, incense, soaps, herbs, shoes, clothing, and silver. A labyrinthine maze of color, scent, sound, and people.
Tomorrow we leave Morocco and head to Tarifa and Gibraltar. I have had such a tiny sampling of this country, but I am left amazed at the variety I have seen. The people (and landscape) differ dramatically from region to region in dress and appearance. When I think about all the variations I would see if I stayed here and just headed south into the heart of Africa, it is truly incredible and to think I could—one pedal at a time.
Great your bus ride was so enjoyable and comfy! Sounds like you are seeing all sorts of sights, for sure, in the various towns you ride thru! Enjoy!
Hi you guys! I have been following every day and hoping to write you but life and various ailments in the family keep getting in the way. Your descriptions of Morocco are spot on! I wish that I could be there to breathe in the air and the smells of the food and spices. Love to you both!
Love the photos. Some one here lived in Morocco and loved it the area so much. beautiful to see.
Isn’t that the joy of travel? One step, one pedal stroke, or the truck wheel turning once, and you can go anywhere. From where you were, south to Cape Town; north then east, and off to where? Italy, Greece, Turkey, and then the East- or even towards Australia? Nothing to stop you bar time or commitments..
Good luck with your ride..
Thank you for sharing your adventures! I look forward to reading about your journey each time.