DAY 11: LAST DAY: ANDREA OF ARABIA
August 16, 2008
We spent most of the day at the beach, me sweating out the sangria and Drambuie from the night before.
Turns out the Mediterranean Sea is the biggest meat market EVER. I went in the water and had two boys chatting me up in 5 minutes, which never happens. One looked like Yul Brynner and swam like a fish, and the other was non-descript but wanted to hold my hands under water. eww. I think they think American women are exotic or something.
And on to Cafe Hafa. This is a place located right on the cliff, just past the Kasbah. It opened in 1921 and has a Big Sur vibe to it. This is where you drink mint tea, smoke hash (or “kif”) and stare at the water. It has been visited by all the hippie greats: William Burroughs, Jack Kerouac, The Beatles, The Rolling Stones, Dylan, Tennessee Williams, etc etc etc. I could’ve sat here all day.
View from Cafe Hafa
The tea man. Cafe Hafa serves the best mint tea.
At a nice lookout point on the walk back to the medina:
Picture of a typical mini-market store in Morocco–filled with bread! It is the symbol of life and love and comes with every meal:
The Kasbah:
Take me to the Fibar, no the Kasbah. anyone?
And my trip ended with a moonlit camel ride on the beach of Tangier…My camel’s name in Jamon (means ham in spanish):
Giddy-Up Jamon!
Song of the Day: Chi-Baba Chi-Baba, Peggy Lee
