The camera´s back

For those of you who didn´t know, my camera died in Tarifa, hence no pictures from there or Africa yet... lets just say there isn´t much that a bunch of euros can´t fix, haha.

And now for a photo tour of my weekend in Tarifa and Africa!

This was our amazing hostel.

This is the strangest bar every. We went to it the night before Africa. Not only do they serve beer, it is a shoe store. No lie. I asked which came first the shoe store or the bar and they said whatever you want. She then tried to sell me a pair of sandals...

This was the ferry we took to Africa. Don´t be deceived... the 35 minute journey to there is closer to an hour, haha.

Us leaving, Tarifa in the background.

Big boat make big wave.

Waiting in line to get our passports checked.

The group, the downtown quarter to our backs.

This could be a visa commercial. Yada yada yada, riding a camel in Africa: priceless!

The main park that seperates the new city from the old.

Winding yarn that will be used to make rugs in the room nextdoor.

I´ve come to terms with the fact that nobody other than americans know how to handle raw meat.

About to be given a demonstration in an herb and spices shop.

Begging children in Africa are a special breed. You don´t speek Arabic? Great, cause these 8 year olds speak English, Spanish, French and a little bit of German too!

The main port, right before we went back to spain.

Well, there ya go. Go ahead and just add a couple stamps to your own passport because that was pretty much what happened.