A primeira boleia foi curta e rapida. Bem juntinho à costa num forgãozito tipo « Damas », o kota Larbi baixou-me 20 Km mais a frente na cidade que se segue à Tânger, Asilah. Atravessei-a voltando imediatamente a estrada nacional. Caminhei, caminhei, caminhei, fiz 7 km à pé. A estrada é lindissima, rodeada de montanhas e plantações de melões e me...

Here I am, back on this space sooner than I expected thanks to free wi-fi Internet courtesy of the fancy hotel next door to the rock-bottom one I'm staying at. My first day in Morocco went quite (and I'd like to underline the quite..) smoothly, both Monty the Land Rover and I are still in one piece, I've found a nice place to stay, nosed around ...

Asilah is a beautiful town on the Atlantic coast of Morocco, an hour away from Tangier. Whitewashed walls, green doorways, and blue cafes. It's incredibly clean, a sharp contrast with pretty much everywhere else in Morocco, and it's a center of various artistic activities, as evidenced by the murals scattered over the otherwise white walls. Old ...

Asilah, a small village on the Moroccan coast, was another of my favorite places. We only stopped here for a few hours like we had in Chefchaouen on our first day, but I found the town's white and blue mesmerizing. Interestingly, here some of the walls were not only pained blue but had decorative murals on them. After walking through town, we ca...

When Diana and I were planning my visit to Spain, we thought it would be fun to leave Madrid for the weekend.  We were considering the north of Spain and Portugal, but Morocco was really intriguing to the two of us.  We chose to fly to Tangier over Marrakesh or Casablanca because the flight was extremely cheap.  There are so many discount airlin...

the countryside is pretty, rolling hills covered with a patchwork of field colored with wildflowers; purple, white, yellow. small flocks of sheep and farmers cutting grain by hand with sickles. Small town and a bit shabby. when we came into town a moroccan guy offered us a room in a private home, owned by a colonel. he helped us get settled then...

After laying on the couch for a good twenty minutes, I get up to find everyone else. Some have gone to he internet cafe, a few are lsearching for an ATM. I leave for a while to find breakfast, but I find only a baguette and a couple bottles of water. The grills and kebab shops havent opened yet, so I wander around watching the markets set up for...