Publisher's Synopsis
It exists a few miles from Spain, between the mantelpiece and the water, a paradise that blends into the décor between the pure Bleu of the sky, the bleu of the ocean and the bleu of the Mediterranean. At the crossroads of the oceans and the continents, where the Mediterranean is united to the Atlantic, Europe with Africa, Tangier is facing the sea. This city has something unique, impalpable and indefinable, a feeling of freedom that floats in the Sweetness of its air like a scent of orange blossom. Henri Matisse calls Tangier The paradise of painter. Eugene Delacroix exclaimed, discovering the city: I have just traveled the City. In this moment I am like a man who dreams and sees things that doesn't want to miss them. Paul Bowles described it as Dream city. It is true that it is enough to walk a few hours in its alleys to be under the spell of the city. The city seduces more than one, and not least! The many faces of Tangier have been dreaming since ages, artists and intellectuals, conquerors and beatniks, billionaires and eccentrics. Its history is that of the city that invented globalization. Tangier is above all an atmosphere. When we leave it, we wonder if we will see it again.
