Back in Rabat

After a train/ferry/bus/bus/train/car/train/ferry combination from Rabat to Tangier/Algeciras/Seville/Madrid/Toledo/Granada/Algeciras/Tangier, I took the final train of my excursion from Tangier back to Rabat last night.

I stumbled in the door and couldn't get to sleep, and today I got up super early and covered in sweat. That I'm sleeping under my winter comforter may have had something to do with that. It might also be the fact that I've gotten some sort of cold. I'm pretty sure I caught it in the Strait. I wasn't sick when I left Spain, but I was sick by the time I got to Morocco.

Granada is my favorite. I am so, so looking forward to moving there in August.