vejer de la frontera. this is the closest ive been to the african continent. except maybe israel. but anyway, there was a certain excitement upon seeing the coast of morocco from the roof of the whitewashed pension in the middle of the whitewashed pueblo of vejer. already i have gone on at length about the whitewashed tendencies of andalusia, but jesus this was insane. in the deep south of la provincia de cadiz there is an old man with a toothless grin with whom we speak at length on the roof, and his accent is almost incomprehensible but he is emanating happiness and kindness, like the majority of people from this part of the world