The history of the Moroccan seacoast is complicated --variously French, Spanish, Portuguese. You can read about it here.
Anyway, in late February we drove south to Sidi Ifni, where the Spanish were in charge until 1969. It has something of the air of a town time forgot --but the town hall is freshly painted.
This look a little like a fort in the Spanish Sahara.
The cinema is being renovated --albeit astoundingly slowly.
The town square, high above the Atlantic, has charming plantings and a small encampments of protesters. We make a point of not getting involved in politics when abroad.
February flowers!
The Spanish consulate. A splendid building which could/should/maybe never will be restored!
A wall with shadows.
A mosque.
Looking down at the sea from the Belle Vue Hotel --a super precipitous view -- a rather tatty hotel
Exterior of the Belle Vue.
Robert outside the long defunct Twist Club
View over the rooftops from Xanadu where we stayed. A most wonderful, beautifully decorated French run riad.
