As I mentioned last week, I just got back from a month writing in Tangier. My timing was a bit bad, though, as I returned to Madrid just in time to participate in flu season! Luckily I'm better now.
Tangier is not the loveliest of Moroccan cities. Those laurels probably go to Fez. While Tangier as a whole is attractive enough, its real beauty lies in its little details. It's a city that rewards a close look.
|A lamp in my neighborhood.|
|Mint tea with lots of sugar, a Moroccan tradition.|
|Tagine! Can't overlook this little detail!|