Tarifa, Spain. The sign at the edge of the beach says: “the southest town in Europe.”
The way the wind whips my hair and pushes the crashing surf, it definitely seems like a dramatic point on the continent.
This little beach town is the place where the Atlantic Ocean crashes into the Mediterranean, and where the narrow Strait of Gibraltar carries people from Europe to Africa.
My favorite part about Tarifa, other than the quiet beaches? Being able to see Africa across the water. Shortly after this photo was taken, I boarded the ferry to Tangier, which would lead me to the land of one-thousand welcomes and the marvelous colors of Chefchaouen.
6 thoughts on “Daily Wanderlust: Tarifa, Spain”
When were you here? That’s right where I live!
Awwww! I was there in June 2010. Seems like an entire lifetime ago!
How cool to see another continent from across the ocean!
It was soooo cool! There is something so magical about standing in Spain and seeing Africa a few miles away!
Hi I love your post on Tarifa,I found it on Lonely Planet. I have recently moved to that area from London and I had a surfing weekend there recently, I’ll be visiting lots I’m sure. I also went backpacking for a few months, it was the best year ever 🙂
Thank you for stopping by! Tarifa is gorgeous, isn’t it? Enjoy your travels!