That's Spain and Gibraltar across the strait and Morocco below and upon landing this big bird I sentimentally find myself reunited with Africa.
Any interesting side note is this plane I am on was the exact tail number (9M-MRD, Boeing 777-2H6ER) that was shot down over Ukraine some six months later.
I wish you could see the plane I flew on to get to Dhaka ঢাকা. It was a 1970s Fokker 28 — a plane from a company that no longer exists. The seats would fall back, the overhead compartment wouldn’t shut, the food trays would fall open, the thing was louder than 3rd row at a U2 concert, but the plane took off like a rocket ship from Yangon, the capital of Myanmar, and landed in Dhaka with no problem at all. Unbelievable experience, and to top it off, the cabin crew was ultra-friendly.