tangerina-room

And that is going to be our room! Cute, huh?

It all started when Pip and I went on the unplanned road trip last October (for those who weren’t here at the time, here is Part One and Part Two) … the running joke was that, since there was no plan, that we should just hop on a ferry and go to Morocco. And we might have actually done it if we’d had more than one night away, but Pip had to get back.  And so we decided that we would definitely have to go to Morocco before I started chemo again, maybe for my birthday. But as you all know now, things have changed since then…

After that it was going to be a trip to celebrate being well again, with Pablo as our guide and Nog also coming with us.  But then it wouldn’t stop raining, and Pip only had this one weekend coming up when she could spend a bit more time away, but Nog had to work and then Pablo made other plans because he thought we weren’t going … so it’ll be just me and Pip again.

After so much hemming and hawing about this trip (for months now!) in the end it all got organised very quickly.  Yesterday morning I went down to a travel agent near my house that specialises in cheap weekend trips to Tangier, but it was a real shitbag of a hotel they were offering, so I came home and got online. And, compared to the cheap rate, for not that much more we’ve actually ended up with a much prettier hotel (actually,a riad) that is – get this – in the Kasbah! So what the hell. It’s not every day you celebrate not having cancer anymore.  🙂

This is the place … La Tangerina.  The website has lots of photos and a 360º thingy for seeing all the rooms there (click on “Visit the Hotel”).  And although we won’t be staying in Room 10 (that one is fabulous!) ours looks very cute and cosy.

Yesterday I received a belated cash birthday prezzie from Carmen, and there is still a little left from a “mad money” gift that Sara sent me a few months ago – and I’m sure I’m going to have to fight with Pip to pay for anything (though I’ve been getting better at that lately) – so I don’t feel guilty about going on a short holiday. In fact, I am so excited I can barely sit still. And the weather forecast looks perfect.We’re leaving Friday morning and will be back on Sunday evening.

I’d better start packing! f_run.gif