Travel Notes | Morocco: The Encounter of Sunshine and Cats

We took a ferry from the southern Spanish city of Tarifa, crossed the Strait of Gibraltar, and arrived at Tangier , the northwestmost corner of the African continent.

Tangier is divided into two parts: the new city and the old city : the new city is full of high-rise buildings, spacious streets, and European-style buildings; the old city is densely packed with houses in various styles, and the streets are staggered like a maze. It's hard to tell. It's full of shops, stalls and handicraft workshops, and it's bustling all day long.

The old city is built facing the sea, and is warm and sunny. Wandering there, you can feel the street scene with the changes of light and shadow throughout the day.

Because of the undulating terrain, some houses built on the edge of the old city have to be equipped with long stairs, making entering and exiting them every day feel like exercising.

In the evening, groups of seagulls circled in the sky, which was very spectacular.

Following the steps and staggered slopes out of the old city, you will reach the coast. Here is a large pier for ferries to dock, a harbor for yachts to take shelter from the wind, and a beach for citizens to enjoy. The sand on the beach is very fine and it is hard to find any shells. Perhaps it comes from the not-so-distant Sahara. When the sea breeze is strong, the dust will fly, giving people the illusion of being in a desert.

Pretend to be in the desert

Morocco is a Muslim country, and there are large and small mosques scattered throughout the city.

From morning to night, Muslims have to pray several times a day, and the sound of the prayer fills the streets and lanes through old-fashioned radios. One day before 6 o'clock in the morning, I heard the radio sound, and I couldn't sleep anymore. It was so painful.

You can see cats in almost every alley in Tangier. The local cats are not very afraid of people and will even ask you for food.

It is said that Tangier is the cleanest city in Morocco, but the dirt on the white sheets of the hotel, the smell of the room and pillows, and the mess and sour smell of some streets still made me very uncomfortable. As for Moroccan food, it has a spices over-added texture, like a random stew, and it is often difficult to tell what you are eating.

Tourists must behave like tourists. We chartered a taxi locally and headed to Cape Spartel 15 kilometers away to check in.

It is the northwestmost corner of Africa, where the Atlantic Ocean and the Mediterranean Sea divide. The color of the seawater shows different blues depending on the depth. This is a beauty that is difficult to capture with mobile phone photography.

This day the sea wind was particularly strong, the sea surface was quite unstable, and waves hit the shore one after another. Luckily, we saw a rainbow.