Travel Day...Chefchaouen to Granada!
Today was a loooong day! We were up early to catch our taxi from Dar Gabriel, Chefchaouen to the port town of Ceuta (Spanish) or Sebta (Moroccan). It was a two hour drive that required we pass through the inland hub of Tetoun, a huge, sprawling Moroccan town. I soon realised that Moroccan drivers only share a very vague consensus as to which side of the road to drive on, and that neither of our taxi drivers were overly concerned regarding this!
Ceuta is actually a Spanish enclave, and thus we had to pass through the border control on the outskirts of the town. We almost had a hiccup here as it appeared there was a particular stamp missing from one of our passports, but then the officials were quite taken by R.'s sweet-talking and we eventually made it onto Spanish soil.
The next leg of our journey to Granada involved catching the ferry, and a one hour crossing to Algeciras, paasing the Rock of Gibraltar.
Once in Algeciras, we took a short taxi ride to the train station and bought tickets for the four-hour train trip to Granada.
We eventually arrived at the Granada station at 20h00!
After a quick shower and change of clothes, R. and I hit the Granada pubs for a drink and tapas. Granada knows how to do tapas! After three drinks, we had shared three enormous plates of food, including cold meats and chorizo, beans and ham, and a mushroom and steak stew! There really is no need to pay for food in this town - just drink and you'll be fed!! (And no, the drinks are no more expensive than Madrid, or even back home, for that matter!)
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