Aniss Safi

Rue de la Falaise Safi, 46000, Morocco

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A travel blog entry by rhyssimpson

47

... br> We started off by arriving by ferry from Spain to Tangier. Its a pretty grimy little city but it gave us our first exposure to a number of things which are very moroccan, touts, mint teas, tagines and the lack of women in cafes. After a night there we jumped on a bus to Fes.

Fes has one of the biggest, craziest medinas (old walled medieval city) in Morocco and it was really worth checking out. There was ...

Fleabag hotel stay over

A travel blog entry by raicorosenberg

10

... really bad weather that same night.

We finally arrived late at Safi, an old but industrialized town famous for its pottery. We got to the medina, the ancient part of town and looked for Hotels. there must have been some 8 before i found a room. It really was a dirtbag but had no choice. It was only 50Dh (4.50euro / 3.80quid) and the sheets stank and so did the room. The walls ...

A short visit to Safi

A travel blog entry by yorron

... to be an alcoholic who was hoping I'd give him money for beer. At the coffee house the server was a 16 years old boy who looked much younger. My "friend" Ahmad explained to me that the boy was sleeping on the streets and the owner of the cafe had let him sleep at the cafe in return for work. What amazed me about the boy was his constant wide smile. Even when some customers were aggressive towards him, he always had a huge smile. ...

Meet the Atlantic

A travel blog entry by bradskey69

10

... and g'rabbed a Tajine over some 500. After the game (have you noticed that the beer drinking is non-existant here, I feel naked not being able to add "so we had a couple of beers", anyway) we joined some locals and the dutch guys and had a jam session. ALex had his clarinet out playin some very deep dark tunes whilst Proudy went to town on the guitar. The locals tapped the beat on anything they could get ...

Off to Essouria

A travel blog entry by shelwar83

11

... seat was really small and i couldnt get my legs in properly as they were crushed up against the metal bar of the seat in front, every time we went over a bump it was really painful. Halfway into the journey the guy next to me introduced himself so i chatted to him for the rest of the way. His name was Ahmad and he had been in Marrakech with his sister who had been to the opticians. He was a teacher and lived 50kms outside of Essouraira. He told me about ...

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