You meet the nicest people on a trip like this and some are also extremely helpful . The previous night Steve needed some cigarettes and asked the hotel attendant where a shop might be found. Off he went to return minutes later with the requested cigarettes. We didn’t have to leave the hotel at all.
Ferry reschedules meant a late departure for Tangier, so we arrived at the Tangier Ferry terminal with time to spare. While there we met an engaging merchant named Abdul who had lots to offer but nothing we were particularly interested in. Undaunted he produced some traditional Morrocan garb and we all dressed up for a quick photo op. Lots of fun while othewise standing by.
While on the Ferry we met a Canadian Expat family from Calgary (they were thrilled to see our Alberta plates). The parents had just finished a six year assignment teaching english near Rabat to expats and wealthy Moroccans and were enroute to Singapore for their next stint of teaching. They had twin boys accompanying them.
We took the ferry to Tarifa and from there to Boxer Motorrad Dealership in Algeciras to see if they could help with our various motorcycle ailments. ( Steve had a sudden loss of air on one tire that we topped up and I had the starter problem where the bike would only start in neutral). We showed up unexpected about 4:00 in the afternoon hoping for the best. It turned out that the dealership was closed however the service operation was open so we explained our situation and went from there. An hour or so later Steve’s bike was verified ok with respect to the tires and top ups of air, oil and coolant for both bikes. And I also had my starter problem fixed (a faulty clutch switch that provided the start permissive when in gear). And my broken mirror was replaced at no cost (they had a spare mirror from a previous wreck and couldn’t process a transaction for it so it was gratis).
Carrying on from Algeciras with fully functional bikes we made a bee line to Malaga for our hotel and the end of a long day of travelling.