Took the Ferry from Tangiers to Algencia today after spending three nights in a depressing little hole called the Hostel California. No hot water and the toilet some times worked - thats the best I can say of the place, aside from the witty name. Everything I own is either wet or dirty or both, but I´ve had my first HOT SHOWER in two weeks and I´m on the trail of a place to get my clothes washed. I managed to get out of Morocco more or less intact, with the only casualty being my US cell phone, which can´t be used anywhere else in the world and is completely out of battery so they can´t even turn it on. It will make a nice paperweight for some enterprising young medina boy.
Once my digestive system calms down and I have clean clothes again, things will start to feel bueno again. Until then, things are looking up! This is the last leg and after a whirlwind tour of Spain, Holland and England I will be home soon. My pack is lighter than ever and I´m ahead of schedule and under budget. It´s gonna be a good day!
