Tarifa to Bahia Sur

This was the part of our trip I wasn't feeling 100%. It involved catching a ferry from Tangier, in Morocco, to Tarifa, in Spain then taking a bus to a place in San Fernando called Bahia Sur. The language had now changed from French / Arabic to Spanish and we need to communicate with people to find the bus depot when we got off the ferry. Luckily there was a travel agent across the road from the port who pointed us in the right direction and a lovely local woman who spoke some English was at the bus depot. I managed to get some sleep on the bus while Tony was entertained by a lady sitting opposite him, who chatted and sang to herself most of the way there.

Thanks to our GPS we walked the long way to the hotel but settled in quickly before heading downstairs to have a beer and some tapas. We found out the reason for so many women wandering the streets wearing traditional dress was because there was a big town celebration. Sadly we were only in Bahia Sur one night before heading off on the next leg of our journey.

Tarifa Port - no hawkers! Tarifa is known for it's beaches.
Saw lots of kitesurfers.

Waiting for our tapas in Bahia Sur

Photo bomber at the carnival

Tony was photographing the man - yeah right!

No more mosques, or calls to prayer, but plenty of churches with church bells.

I wasn't quite sure what to make of the colors of these dolls.

There were bright lights everywhere.

Wish we had known about the carnival, we would have booked an extra day...