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Ceuta

A photo diary from Ceuta, the Spanish city on Africa's shore, where the Mediterranean meets the Atlantic.

The photo diary is up, the full story is still being written. For now, let the pictures do the talking.

Inga and Dileep taking a selfie on the bridge over the Royal Walls moat, with the colourful Ceuta mural behind — Crossing the moat at the Murallas Reales, Ceuta says hello.

A broken marble column monument on a flowered roundabout surrounded by ochre-yellow colonial buildings — A marble column marks a roundabout in the old town, ringed by ochre facades.

A bright egg-yellow modernist corner building with white stucco detail under a deep blue sky — Ceuta’s modernist quarter turns every corner egg-yolk gold.

Looking straight up an ornate facade with red diamond-patterned balconies and Spanish flags — Looking up: diamond-tiled balconies and flags in the midday sun.

Inga standing before the tiled walls of the Glorieta del Teniente Reinoso, covered in the coats of arms of Spanish provinces — The Glorieta del Teniente Reinoso, every Spanish province’s coat of arms in ceramic.

The yellow and white facade of Ceuta Cathedral with twin bell towers and a dark stone portal — Ceuta Cathedral, Santa María de la Asunción, sunshine yellow with a portal of dark stone.

Manicured gardens with palms and araucaria trees in front of grand yellow buildings — The clipped gardens of the Plaza de África.

A bronze bust of Aristotle on a marble plinth by the seafront, with the marina behind — Aristotle watches the strait, he wrote of the Pillars of Hercules, and Ceuta claims one.

An old stone watchtower at the fishing harbour with small boats, and a hilltop fortress on the ridge behind — The watchtower at the fishing harbour, with the fortress of Monte Hacho on the ridge.

Inga at a street cafe table with plates of fried fish, bread and a glass of beer — The correct way to finish: pescaíto frito, bread, and a cold beer at a street table.