Chefchaouen is a well-known Moroccan blue city. The majority of the buildings in the old town are painted blue. A local told us that the color blue keeps mosquitos and other insects away while we were there. “However, some residents claim that the walls were forced to be painted blue primarily to attract tourists at some point in the 1970s,” according to Wikipedia. If the city was painted blue to attract tourists, it was a success!
My mother and I flew from Tarifa, Spain, to Morocco. We’d flown from Lisbon to Sevilla and then to Tarifa. We boarded a ferry from there and arrived at Tangier, Morocco. We hoped to take a walk around Tangier and see what we could, but the city was so crowded, and our baggage were so heavy, that we immediately sought transportation to Chefchaouen.
We started looking for a taxi to Chefchaouen after first finding an ATM and getting some Moroccan money. We had heard that cabs at the bus station would take us there, so we located a taxi that would drive us there. Our taxi driver promised to take us all the way to Chefchaouen on the way to the bus station. So we stayed with him and he drove us to our destination for 1-2 hours.
Morocco was a refreshing change of pace from Europe. The drivers had codes that they used to alert each other to the fact that they had passed through police territory. I was perplexed as to why people kept honking and flashing their lights at our driver until he informed that police were approaching.
We stopped for beverages and ice cream at a cute tiny wayside café.
We knew we were on a different continent because of the landscape and architecture of the buildings.
We arrived in Chefchaouen after about an hour. We arrived at our hotel and checked in. The hotel staff provided us with a map of the area, and we hired a cab to transport us to the main tourist attractions.
It was a blast to walk around the streets. It was like something out of a period piece.
The teeny-tiny doorways and passageways were fantastic. There were also a lot of small shops. One of the drawbacks of long-term travel is not being able to purchase the pleasant small items found at tourist attractions.
We had supper together and then went for a walk around the neighborhood.
This small youngster was keeping a watchful eye on his surroundings.
Morocco was used to film some of the original Star Wars scenes. It appears that the outfit designers drew inspiration from the locals as well.
Surprisingly, I don’t have many images of Chefchaouen. I’m quite sure I misplaced a few of them, although it’s possible I didn’t. Perhaps I was tired after the boat excursion and the long taxi ride.
We walked back to our hotel after wandering through the tourist area. The city’s more modern areas are painted in standard hues.
I enjoyed the cool look of some of the newer districts.
We killed some time after returning to the motel and then went to sleep. The following day, we had a four-hour bus travel to Fez.
The bus travel wasn’t particularly pleasant, but it wasn’t horrible either. It was fascinating to observe Moroccan culture. After almost nine years in Europe, I was still experiencing some culture shock. For me, Africa was a welcome change of pace.
I was delighted we were going during the day because I’m always staring out the window when I travel. I enjoy leaning against the window and watching the countryside go by. The majority of buses in Peru travel at night. It’s convenient to have more daytime at destinations, but I miss having anything to look out the windows at.
We arrived in Morocco after a lengthy drive and were greeted by a stranger who would serve as our guide for the following few days. I hope you’ll join us tomorrow as we travel into Fez’s maze-like city.