Only the very few will understand the two-night-stand - the explanation there of will require a drinking night which are few and far between these days. However should you catch me, I will be happy to break it down for you.
Tarifa, Spain is a two-night-stand kind of place... a little too active for me in July, but I want to have a taste nonetheless. I think I'd like it better in September. It's probably more laid back then. The tourist trade raises the tension of the area.
Two nights in the barracks (hostel, but only three in a ten-bed dorm) is quite enough for me, as I explained to one of my hosts, I'm a spoiled American so I'm escaping to the heat of Sevilla for a week of luxury lifestyle at a hotel with a pool. I will miss la playa aqui, it may be my last unless I make it to Lisbon (there's still time). Until then, here are a few pix of the area. Enjoy.
*this is being uploaded from my phone, so pix may come through a little bit big.
More impressions of Tarifa when we get back to the regular blog. Your comments, upvotes, etc are greatly appreciated.