After a relaxing night and not even hearing the Morning Prayer call from any mosque around the hotel we went down fro breakfast in the dining room. Normally breakfast it served on the terrace but it was too cold to have it there. We were told it was a continental breakfast but little did we know that it was going to be one of the best breakfast I have ever eaten. It started with fruit salad and fresh yogurt with a big cup of coffee. We were asked if we would like any eggs to go with breakfast and we said we would like an omelette. There were also sweet pancakes, a few types of local bread and fresh orange juice. You would think that after all of this there would be little room for lunch so we had a late lunch that day.
After breakfast we went out to get a taxi and go to the Hercules Cave. Legend has it that this cave was the entrance to an undersea tunnel that connected to Gibraltar and this is how the apes came to the Rock. The drive was a bit bumpy due to the old age of the taxi and we went past a few palaces along the way which belong to the current king of Morocco and the Saudi princes. The cave is quite small but still worth a visit as it leads out to sea and sometimes people jump into the sea from there. After some photos and a little walk around the inside we decided to enjoy the sea for a bit and to have a drink in one of the little cafes that are on the cliff face , straight on the rocks below.
After some mint tea and fresh sea air we were about to go but what trip to Morocco would it be without a camel ride. Me and my girlfriend both went on the camel - first my girlfriend with the plan that it was only going to be a photo of her on one but got to go on a little walk anyway. I went on it a bit later but having been on one before I knew what to expect from it. The worst part about it is when the camel is going to get down so you can get off, without notice it puts its front legs down which nearly makes you trip over its head and it seems like ages before the camel puts the back legs down.
The taxi was waiting for us and we asked him to take us to “Casa Barata” (cheap house) which is the thieves market. Now this market is a bit away from the normal market in Tangiers but you can get anything you can think of at this market, including stolen goods.
We got another taxi and went back to the souk where we did some shopping for the house and other bits for our friends and family back home. We walked back up to the hotel and had a short rest before dinner which was going to be in the hotel. We went down for dinner which was a true Moroccan feast, the starter was a typical local soup called harira followed by a chicken tajine, which was washed down with some good Moroccan wine.
After much wine and a lot of food we went up to the room to sleep.
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