Meetings in Morocco
The best way to finish a season of being on the road as a tour leader, is to make a mini holiday for yourself. After my week at a surf camp, I came to Marrakesh to meet up with my colleagues for a couple of days of catching up. We…
Morocco 2.0
Exactly one year ago I was in Morocco. I travelled through the North, was amazed, intrigued, annoyed and surprised by the life there, and came back with the idea I should one day head back to explore the South. I had no idea it would be this soon. I usually…
Magic in the mountains.
The first thing I did in Chefchaouen was to get out. I’d walked around a bit on the day I arrived, but the first full day I had, my friend took me to the nearby waterfalls. Well, that was the plan anyway… It was Friday and we thought it would…
I’d had the tea and everything
I just spent two weeks in Morocco and I had a great time. I loved the old medinas, the food, the desert landscape, the mountains and the sea. I will definitely come back one day to see the south part of the country. But throughout my stay in Morocco, one…
The walk to paradise
I was a bit hesitant when I started walking to Paradise beach. I was told there was no road, but you just follow the coast line and I would get beautiful scenery along the way. I came at the end of a road near the water and climbed over some…
Fes’ little brother
Meknes is one of the places a lot of people skip during their time in Morocco. I had put it on my itinerary and part of me was disappointed when I met a few travellers who said I might as well skip it. Over the years though, I’ve found out…
Back when…
Did you know the Romans lived in Morocco? Well, I didn’t. At least I never really thought about it. When I think about the Romans, I think of ancient Rome and ancient Greece. I forget that the Romans spread out in all directions. So they also spread out to Africa.…
The backpacker spa: scrubbing off the dirt
What do you do when you’re in a small beach town without any real tourist sights? It’s the perfect chance to dig into a bit of Moroccan culture. I’d heard about hammam. I’d read about hammam. And yet I was hesitant to go. Why would I go to a public…
Escaping the city
I’m in Tanger and after a few days with my Moroccan friend, I am on my own again. My welcome to Tanger wasn’t great. Within the first 5 minutes of me walking through the Medina, a man chose to walk as close past me as he could so he could…
Starting a fairytale
I feel like I’m Yasmin from Aladdin. A slightly fatter, less exotic and more anxious Yasmin, but a Yasmin nonetheless. I realise 1001 nights isn’t exactly in Morocco, but sitting in my hostel, which is tiled with beautiful mosaics, I feel like it’s pretty close. I’m in Morocco! I still…