Travel Diary: Morocco Part I

It’s here, the last port. To say this is bittersweet, might just be the BIGGEST UNDERSTATEMENT EVER.

I cannot believe it’s all over, a literal trip of a lifetime. I prepared for SO long and now I’m capping off my last port, hence the bitter. BUT this was my most anticipated port, hence the sweet.

There’s so much to tell you about what I’d have to say was one of my top ports.

I know its been a while since I’ve updated you on my trip (I’m sure you can guess I’m home by now). And thats because geez I was tired, but also its hard looking back at the stuff I just did. BUT, I’m back.

We’re going to change it up a little bit and go straight to the second day in Morocco, then my last post will have the first day, sound good?

Day 2: Tangier and Chefchaouen

We headed out bright and early for Chefchaouen, AKA the Blue City. I was tempted to call it the Smurf village because its literally Smurf blue, but the real Smurf village isn’t blue.

Anywho, we hired a private transfer who drove us from Tangier to the Blue City, which was about two hours. We got there around nine in the morning and set out to explore.

Once we got there, we spent a while exploring before getting some lunch. And would you just check out these views from lunch?

Then we continued exploring and found the only non-blue thing there was…

As someone who loves blue, this place was an absolute dream for me. Hard to get the blues here!!!

ESPECIALLY since they have crepes. In the center of essentially a neighborhood, they had a little outdoor café that had great food.

Just check out these pictures, hardly any need for me to say anything else.

We didn’t have any sort of tour guide here so we really just spend the day exploring. I was curious about why the city is so blue and I found several theories as to why it is blue. First, to ward off mosquitos (they must have been horrible if you need to go to such measures). Secondly, to keep it cooler which makes sense I guess. And finally, it was a Sephardi Jewish community who settled there and it was traditional for them to paint their community blue.

From all that we read about this city, a few hours was plenty to experience the blue. I wouldn’t say they were right, but I wouldn’t say they were wrong. I absolutely could have stayed longer, but I felt like saw a lot of what the city had to offer.

This wasn’t our first stop in Morocco, but it was one of the places that made me fall in love with this country. I will say, I was most excited about coming here, and it did not disappoint.

Up next: camel trek, 4-wheeling, and Casablanca… I promise it won’t take as long as this one did!!