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Tangier? It is only two days away from Marseilles, by ship; a charming cruise making you travel along the Spanish coast. And if you are eager to escape from indictment or from yourself, then do not hesitate, go there. Surrounded by hills, facing the sea, this cape which is high and white is seemingly lagging behind the whole African coast, is a cosmopolitan city with an excellent weather, eight months a year, from March to November almost. There you have magnificent beaches, truly unusual stretches of sweet sand like powder sugar and of breakers. And if your inclination is for such things - night entertainments, though not particularly innocent or specially varied, are lasting from sunset to dawn. A fact which is not so unusual when we think that most people make the siesta during the whole afternoon,. For the rest, almost everything in Tangier is unusual and before going there you must keep an eye on three things: make your vaccine against typhoid, withdraw all your savings from the bank and say farewell to your friends. God knows whether you will see them again - no joke about it. The number is alarming of travellers who have disembarked for a few days, settled there and let the years passing. Because Tangier is a roadstead, which enclaves you, a spot sheltered from time. Days sweep all along you, without noticing them, only on foam spots on a cascade. I believe that time is elapsing so in a monastery: being unnoticed and as wearing sleepers. In fact both institutions, Tangier and the monastery, have a common point: being self-reliant.