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Watching Tangiers move away was a bittersweet moment as I realized that I was finally leaving Africa - nearly a year after ariving on this same ferry. On the ferry we had a few beers to substitute for the ones we were denied a few nights ago, and feasted on cheese sandwiches. In Algeciras we went to the train station and decided to book a sleeper to Madrid for tonight. Since we had several hours to spare we put our luggage in storage and caught a bus to Gibralter. Gibralter was a trip - a piece of England in Southern Spain - I guess no weirder than Ceuta, a piece of Spain in northern Morocco. Amy was facinated with the supermarket and we spent some time just exploring the vast selection. Bought some wine, apples, cheese, and some sweets for the train. Had a regular pub lunch and a couple beers and just wandered around. Caught the bus back to Algeciras and got on the train. Our berth is incredible, it's a little cabin, but it's got everything - including a hot shower! By far the nicest train facilities I've ever seen.
[Part of original entry lost - Reconstructed from notes May 2, 2000]