After a week in Tangier, I wasn’t quite ready yet for my next planned stop in Marrakech. The idea of going back-to-back with crowded cities just didn’t sit right with me. I still needed to head down in that direction though so, after a quick look at the Moroccan railway map and a bit of online research, I found what seemed like an interesting location for a quick pit stop: the small fishing town of Safi. Read More
Things didn’t look quite right as we pulled up to a glitzy waterfront hotel, which was a far cry from the small riad in the center of the Tangier Medina I had actually booked. Read More
If there was one excursion that I was really looking forward to during my time in Morocco, it was traveling out to the Sahara desert. I wasn’t even sure of exactly how I’d get there or what I’d do when I arrived. Just that I needed to experience it – see the dunes, touch the sand, and feel the desert heat. Read More
After only a few days, Marrakech has already left me breathless. To say that all of my senses have been activated would be an understatement. Overstimulated, or everything feeling like a giant blur would be more accurate.
This place keeps on moving, much in the same way it has for hundreds of years. Read More
“Do you want some hash?”
This was one of the first, and strangely one of the least aggressive, greetings I received when I first arrived in Morocco, where I’ll be exploring for the next few weeks. Read More