(I apologize for the tardiness in my blogging, This blog is well over due)

SPAIN
let the Spanish adventures begin...

5 peas in a pod, 5 nuts in a shell, 5 Rumerys in one car
We were finally all together at last and ready for the vacation of a life time. My mom was already in Germany visiting Theresa and me and so why not have Tara and my dad come over for a little Spanish holiday. We found cheep flight to Seville, rented a holiday house in a small Spanish ville about 6 miles from the Atlantic Ocean, got a nice 6 speed BMW (although there is a fun story behind that), and we let the adventures begin.

Vejer, Espania
Where the Rumery's spent an amazing week basking in the sun on the Atlantic Ocean,
enjoying the interesting Spanish food (I was not impressed by the Spanish food), and traveling to near by sights. The Spanish country side

The center of town in Vejer

some painful after moments (not for me though)

How lovely!!

Theresa

A Spanish sunset!

Random nights in our (well, ours for the week) Spanish holiday house

times spent in the BMW
(the BMW was a bit to small for the 5 of us)

GIBRALTAR

One of our many day trips took us to Gibraltar,
the land of the Fish and Chips, Monkeys, on 6 square kilometers.
It was a bit of a culture shock to go from and Spanish speaking country where hardly anyone knows English to this British territory, where hardly anyone knew Spanish.
Tara, Theresa, Molly

Standing on the Rock of Gibraltar looking at Africa.
The Straight of Gibraltar is big naval port with ships going
to and from either the Mediterranean Sea or the Atlantic Ocean.

there were stict rules for holding a monkey
1. to petting the monkey
2. don't actually hold the monkey, just let it walk all over you
Monkey see, monkey do
the newest member to our family


TANGIER, MOROCCO


Another day trip took the Rumery's to Tangier, Morocco
This was my second time stepping onto the continent of Africa,
but the rest of the family's first time.
It was again a different world, not knowing what to expect as we stepped of the ferry
we heired a tour guide to take us around the city for the day.

We weren't entirely prepared for the busy streets,
and the hectic life style of the Moroccans.

BUT

We were able to explore the markets
Not the most appetizing thing in the world.

We had some good Moroccan food
There happened to be these guys playing music for the restaurant,
and they let us all take a turn playing some music.

We had the opportunity to take a ride on some cammels.
Theresa
Mi Mama
Tara
Molly
Mi Papa and Molly Rose
The Atlantic Ocean

Mi Padres

Random Story:
The poor BMW

Since we had this fancy, black, 6 speed BMW, I wanted to take it for a ride on the country side and learn how to drive stick. We'll I was doing pretty good, but my dad kept having me up shit and down shift. Consequently I killed the clutch about 20 kilometers from our Spanish villa. My dad was able to get us back to about 5 kilometers from Vejer, but the tow-truck guy never found us (well he eventually did, but about 3 hours later). The problem was that we were about 2 hours from the airport, and our flight was the next morning at 9am. I some how managed to get the rental car company to have a taxi pick us up the next morning and take us all the way to the airport. It worked out pretty well, but my dad and I spent about 3 house just chillin' with the broken BMW. Good times!!