Dar Hadra
Travel Blogs from Chefchaouen
Day 3 in Magical Morocco
... me into his carpet shop and I drank mint tea and chatted with him and his Spanish friend for some time. He almost convinced me to buy a rug but I was not keen on the idea of carrying it around for 6weeks, sorry ma and pa. I also tried on a jebella and felt a bit silly wearing it. I think at some point when I find one colourful enough I'll buy one.I've noticed that cat is definitely king here. Better than stray dogs methinks. They are dirty and mew for food ...
Bus Blues
... chaotic, crazy and hassle centres. The Old City of Fez is infamous particular for it’s over 800 streets of shops and it’s been told that even the locals get lost regularly so I’m scared
I really hope Fez doesn’t traumatise me too much!
Where I’ll be tomorrow yet I don’t know but I do know that I need to leave here or I’ll spend my entire two weeks sipping mint tea in the main square as the sun ...
Northern Morocco
... culture. The owner sat outside the shop so easily spotted us. He asked if we were Australian or Kiwi as he knows his tourists and travel is all about learning new cultures and meeting new friends. I agree, but I also know I don’t want to buy a rug from you! He wanted to make us mint tea and for us to come inside which we politely declined. He said he had heaps of friends in NZ, from ‘Auk Auck’ – “Auckland perhaps?”
‘Oh yes, ...
FIRST ENCOUNTERS WITH NORTH AFRICANS
... 40 degrees Celsius, or 100 degrees Fahrenheit, this May. Daytime temperatures had cooled to 18 Celsius, or 65 Fahrenheit, by the time I paid twenty Euros to take a ferry from Algeciras, Spain to Tangiers, Morocco.
In the modern "new town" of Tangiers, a short brownish man looked at me as he rushed about. He put his fists to his moustache, twisted them, and smiled. Was he telling me I needed to smile? What ...
Hello friend, you speak English?
... I followed the path that was pointed out to me, which brought me to the outside of the Medina. A wall formed the boundary of the Medina, but in front of me was three paths that headed up the mountain and one that headed along the wall of the Medina. I chose one of the three paths, which sent me up the mountain, but I quickly found the end of the path and unsure of how to proceed. Fortunately, or unfortunately depending on your outlook on life, I found myself among a ...