John and Yoko Marry in Gilbraltar

While Mare’s stomach heals for one more day in Tarifa, I walk the streets. The fresh sea breeze delights me and I wonder why I feel so good. Quickly, I realize that my favorite experience in Morocco, camel-camping in the desert, and staying at the Merzouga Guest...

I Can See Africa From My House

After a fast train drops us in Seville, Spain, I walk past a barber shop. It’s on…that darn song…sticking in my head for the two days we spend here. “I’m the Barber of Seville,” plays repeatedly in my mind, making me nuts…not from the opera, but from Bugs Bunny...