Both the night and rain started to fall when our bus finally arrived in the far north of Morocco, so we were quite eager to jump in a cab and head straight to Ahmed’s, our Couchsurfing host for the next two nights. As per usual the cab drivers standing directly outside the station demanded a […]Read more "Tangier"
Nestled into Morocco’s Rif Mountains and originally a fortress to fight off the invading Portugese, Chefchaouen dates all the way back to the 15th-century. Although seized in 1920 to form part of Spanish Morocco, Spain eventually returned the city in 1956, but obvious signs of their influence still remain today. Most of Chaouen’s population speak […]Read more "Chefchaouen"
Our bus ride to Fes was probably one of the most scenic we’ve had since arriving in Morocco. Not only were we surrounded by rolling green hills and pristine blue lakes, but as we reached further into the High Atlas Mountains we even passed through falling snow. It was really surreal. We arrived late that […]Read more "Fes"
When we arrived in Tinghir in the early afternoon, Hassan, a worker from our hostel collected us from the bus stop. We saw that there was an optional “free pick up” service when we booked but didn’t think it meant a guided short walk back to the hostel. We would have saved them the hassle […]Read more "Tinghir"
It was a long bus ride to Mhamid, the very last stop on it’s route from Marrakech. By the time we’d rolled in it was fairly late, so Anita and I were eager to get to our workaway where we’d be helping with some natural building in the Sahara Desert for the next four days. […]Read more "Mhamid El Ghizlane"
We drove through rolling mountains and small villages, passing seemingly thousands of argan trees and stray goats before finally arriving in manic Marrakech. The first thing that hit us was the traffic. It seemed like everyone had their own rules, weaving erratically between each other and completely ignoring the marked lanes. It wasn’t as bad […]Read more "Marrakech"
We slowly made our descent from the mountain riad, taking in the magnificent view for the last time before dropping our bags at the roundabout which joined the highway to Essaouira. As it was a direct road and only a short three hour drive, we planned for the first time to hitch hike our way […]Read more "Essaouira"
After enduring enough bone-chilling winter in England, Netherlands, Germany and Switzerland, we were well and truly ready for somewhere warm. Not only were we yearning for some heat, but as Anita’s been travelling with her Australian passport she is only permitted to travel within the Schengen Area for 90 days within a total of 180. […]Read more "Taghazout"