Culture, Travel

48 Hours in Morocco

March 7, 2018

After a very spontaneous decision and last minute ticket purchase, I somehow found myself on an overnight bus from Madrid to the Port of Tarifa, on Spain’s southern coast. After a sleepless journey we took the first ferry across to Tangier, Morocco. I hadn’t previously realised how close Morocco really was to Spain and therefore the ease of a fleeting visit.

 

Our whistle-stop adventure had begun. It was going to be full on.

 

Tangier Ville

Determined not to allow our fatigue to get the better of us we first headed to the beach. Classic Brits. In desperate need of some sun and Vitamin D.

Despite the temperature being considerably colder than we had expected (and prayed for) the sun was out in full glory and lit up the coastline.

 

Cape Spartel – Caves of Hercules:

Underneath this Cape lies the Caves of Hercules. A part man-made, part naturally carved cave complex with a interestingly shaped sea opening known as “The Map of Africa”.

 

Tangier: Exploring the Medina and Kasbah.

Taking in the ‘fortress’ (also known as the Medina or Kasbah) or historic citadel: a labyrinth of intertwining side-streets and hidden treasures.

A ragged, compiled assortment of shapes produced a unique skyline. It is a higgledy-piggledy jigsaw which somehow seemed to fit together. The chaotic buildings against the clear sky set for a gorgeous contrast and sunset.

 

 

Chefchaouen

Also known as Chaouen, this city is found in the Rif Mountains of Northwest Morocco.

The settlement is famous for its pure white and striking blue-washed walls, as well as it’s historical medina: a maze-like network of narrow streets and entrances. Not just beautiful, the blue signifies spirituality as it refers to the sky and therefore the Gods. We were told that spirituality in Moroccan culture is normally associated with the colour green, but due to Chefchaouen’s altitude blue was chosen to celebrate it instead. The abundance of white signifies peace. These concepts portrayed through colour make a dramatic spectacle.

It was a bustling little city rich in life, negotiations and culture. Perfectly making its vibrant image.

 

The Bakers.

Firstly coaxed in by the smell, the proud bakery owner demanded we tried his freshly baked, traditional flat bread before insisting on having a photo with him: “The Bread Owner”.

 

Tetúan

A major port city in Northern Morocco, which translates literally as “the eyes” and figuratively as “the water springs”.

Here, we saw the traditional use of white (to signify peace) and green (signify to spirituality).

 

The place was great, but the company made it.

 

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