The Half Way Point

Here we are with our last day in Spain. It´s hard to believe that I´ve really hit the half way point. 3 1/2 weeks in and 3 1/2 weeks left. We spent 3 nights in Tarifa after getting back from Morrocco, 2 more than we had planned on, but it turned out to be suprisingly difficult to figure out how we were getting to our next destinations and both ended up changing our ideas at least 10 times. Tarifa is the perfect place to spend a few days catching your breath and getting ready for the next journey. It´s a really small touristy town, but it´s also very laid back and quiet. People don´t come to Tarifa just becasue it´s Tarifa, they´re either coming from, or going to Morrocco, so everyone is trying to relax before they go or catching thier breath afterwards.

It´s right on the Med between Gibraltar and the other main port town to Morrocco (I´m totally blanking out on it´s name right now) and has a loooong gorgeous beach and lots of wind. I spent a number of hours on the beach swimming and laying out in the sun getting covered in blowing sand. With all the wind it´s popular for kite surfing too so that was pretty fun to watch as a few of them came closer to the more crowded part of the beach.

With the Euro Cup going on right now we´ve been able to go watch some Fútbol games at bars or resturants where the whole place is actually watcing the game, think the popularity of American Football but with less obnixious fans. Two nights ago we actually got to watch Spain beat Greece while we were out to dinner in Spain, now that was sweet.

We spent last night in Málaga and are doing a little sight seeing before we head to the airport this afternoon where we both catch flights to our next destinations. Brandon will be heading to Berlin and I´ll be heading to Mersaille. I lucked upon some perfect timing because Mersaille is having their biggest party of the year this weekend. They´re the oldest city in France so every year they have a huge celebration in thier historic district, should be a sweet time!