Last week I was in Morocco with my boyfriend so I decided to share our adventures.
We took a bus from Paris (Porte Maillot) to the airport (Beauvais). Right away we started arguing about the “level of spontaneity” we should adopt. I initially craved for a very adventurous trip but couldn’t help myself… In order to enjoy a stress-free holiday, I needed to make sure we had all the reservations settled: hotels and bus tickets from one city to another.
Upon our arrival at the airport we changed money, took a taxi and arrived at our hotel. It was so calm, the man at the desk was so attentive, it was just what we needed!
We woke up at 9 o’clock, decided to walk to the main square (Jamaa El Fna). It took us 40 minutes. On our way we saw the Hotel de Ville, the Agriculture Ministry, the Koutoubia Mosque.
On this place you can find stalls and souks. Souks are composed of never-ending streets and people on each side selling traditional items (clothes, food, accessories).. We ate tajines and drank freshly pressed orange juice at Les Terasses de l’Alhambra, with a view on Jamaa El Fna. We had fruit juice at a café close by.
Then we walked in the direction of Bahia Palace. It is a palace name means “brilliance” that reflects Islamic and Moroccan architectural style.
We then went to the ruined palace of El Badi (the “incomparable”). Inside El Badi Palace we found the Museum of Photography where we saw an exposition of Daido Moriyama, a japanese photographer who aims at illustrating the gradual destruction of traditional values. We found a nice café to drink a smoothie and a mint tea, and went to a sky-bar (Le Salama) to wait for the sun to set on the red city of Marrakech. We enjoyed the happy hours deal (get 1 buy 1 free).
We finally had dinner at a restaurant accessible through the souks. On our way back to the hotel, we walked around Jamaa El Fna lit-up, filled with its snake charmers, monkeys etc.
We went to the Palmeraie to ride a camel. The man who was giving us the tour was really nice, he told us he lived in the desert.
After this, we went to the Majorelle Garden, visited the Berber Museum and saw the Yves Saint Laurent memorial. The café inside was really nice so we decided to stop there for a while.
We stopped at a bakery so that I could buy plenty of moroccan pastries and then left for Taghazout.
After waking up at 8, we had breakfast on our terrace (we were renting a studio through Airbnb).
We visited the small village, stopped at a café near the beach, and then rented 2 surfboards and 2 wetsuits for 7 euros a day each! So you can guess what we did all day…
We then watched the sunset from our terrace, had a candlelit dinner near the beach (we had grilled fish).
We woke up early enough to watch the sunrise, sitting on rocks near the beach.
We left for Marrakech, where we booked a room in a beautiful riad (Dar Mchicha). A huge banana tree was growing inside the livingroom, it was surreal! Our host suggested the restaurant Chez Fatima Berbere nearby, it was really good. We had a royal couscous and vegetarian briouats.
Our host was perfect, he woke up a 5 in the morning to serve us breakfast and helped us get a taxi to the train station. We had to commute all day to get to Chefchaouen.
We walked around the city, shopped a little. It was raining so I cried and cried and cried. After turning down a million offers for weed, we found this cute shop where a man and his father worked. The latter was curving bronze and other metals by hand. I bought a tea pot (and later came back to buy a cute Aladin lamp and a mirror). They had a proverb saying “people in a hurry are almost dead”. I’ll try to live by that and not be carried away by my speedy Parisian life. After meeting a Berber who suggested a small restaurant with tasty food, we followed his advice and had a Harira (Moroccan soup) and ate a tajine there.
There was the Achoura celebration, so we saw the fun fair. We ate at Casa Aladin which has probably the best rooftop of the city. However you shouldn’t have high expectations about their food, as it is not great.
We went out with our host to the only bar in the city: Oum Rabia. We had moroccan red wine and beer. They served us tapas the whole night for free!
It was sunny! We went to the Kasbah garden, up the towers to have a view of the city. Yes, we crave for these. There was a museum about the Berbere lifestyle. We ate on the terrace of Morisco It was really good and we couldn’t finish our plates (that doesn’t happen very often with us).
We walked to the mosque on top of a mountain to see the sunset and ate at Paloma, which has a very well decorated interior that compensates for the food which was alright.
We left the next day for Tangier, with a stop at Casablanca.
Mashi Moshkil*= No problem