There’s a moment at Cap Spartel when you realize you’re standing at the edge of continents. The Atlantic’s restless energy meets the Mediterranean’s calm in swirling eddies below the 19th-century lighthouse. On clear days, the Spanish coast appears like a mirage. Locals come here to breathe – fishermen casting lines from weathered rocks, couples sharing sweet Moroccan pancakes as the sun dips below the horizon. The nearby Hercules Cave amplifies the magic, its sea-carved chambers whispering Phoenician legends. This windswept promenade reminds us that Tangier has always been a place of departures and arrivals, where the world feels thrillingly vast.
