Sidi Ifni, Morocco

Today I woke up wondering if it was time to move on. The last few days in Sidi Ifni were so extraordinary I doubted I could have even more incredible experiences here. So I decided to take a last walk on the beach before packing and moving on to Fez. On ...

... him. Ibrahim, who is one of the gentlest most traquil people I've ever met, I saw several times more before leaving Ifni. Supporting his parents and sisters from fishing he brings home anywhere from nothing to 100 dirham a day. There is only enough for ...

... destination was litteraly impossible. So on the spur of the moment, I decided to join a service taxi to Sidi Ifni instead, a beach town in Southern Morocco that used to be part of Spain untill 1969. This time I shared the front seat with a very ...

... that people intuitively connect to their breath and find alignment and relaxation. And then there are the people of Sidi Ifni, who unlike anywhere I've been to in Morocco so far, don't seem t want anything from you. Even the shop owners are very easy ...