Mustapha drove us to the Tangier airport to pick up Cade and Kylie. On our way there, he tried to teach us how to say airport in Arabic. Who needs to know how to say airport in Arabic? A picture of an airplane works well. “Restroom, please” would be much more useful, especially for me. We practiced saying Toilet Aafak (sounds like TWALET AFAC with a lot of guttural action) but by the time we walked into the airport, we forgot the word for “please.” We are terrible students. In our defense, it sounded too much like AFLAC, that commercial none of us can get out of our heads. Besides, the images of a man and a woman under the word “Toilette” works really well. Mustapha was so disappointed in us.
Cade and Kylie looked pretty tired but managed to walk around the Medina and see a little bit of the city. We ate a late lunch in a rooftop restaurant and from there, we could see Russ.… Spain. Which also means we saw the Atlantic Ocean and the Mediterranean Sea. Beautiful views of the city all around us, blue sky above. Tangier is very much a cosmopolitan and modern city, with the same vibe as the French Riviera.