Hotel Dar Mounir
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- Airport Transportation
- Continental Breakfast
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- High-speed internet in room
- Wireless internet connection in public areas
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Travel Blogs from Chefchaouen
... we pretty much spent it on resting and chilling. Five of us met the last member of the new family on the street, and we decided to climbed up to the Spanish mosque to enjoy the sunset, the barefoot, the hugs, the laughs and the moment together. The scenery was breath taking, every step along the hike made me stop and wonder, the beauty of Chefchaouen was incomprehensible. More wonderfully, these 5 people created my memory in morocco. Chefchaouen ...
... better Moroccan meals we have had.
The last day unfortunately Gabriella was not feeling that great so I set off on my own in the mid morning to walk up to the monastery that is a twenty minute walk away and overlooks the town (so yes read uphill - but not to bad). After wards I took the slow way back walking around the edges of the Medina before making my way back. By then Gabriella is feeling a better so we head off to have some lunch before ...
... good pics. (I think he does it intentionally so the onus is not on him to take any photos!). We sought refuge from the sun after a few hours of ambling and had morning (mint) tea in a square under a grape vine by the food markets and watched the local traffic go by.
Chefchaouen is a very picturesque town. It reminds me of a Greek island with its blue and whitewashed houses minus the sea. The mountain air is fresh (after Marrakesh and Fes) and it is ...
... that the journey had not left us with one single clunk! We finally arrived in Chefchaouen just before 4pm.....long day...ferry can wait!
... a visa. Shivangi with her Indian passport had already obtained a Morocco visa so that shouldn't have been confusing. A few more anxious minutes later, he seemed to give up and mumbled something in half Arabic, half French and gave us our passports back without stamping anything! We didn't understand a word. Luckily a very helpful girl in the queue saw the communication gap and translated that he wanted us to first go to office #5. By this time the people in ...