I had heard of hammams (traditional bathing houses) while we were in Turkey but didn’t get around to trying one. While we were in Essasouira, I decided to do something that scared me and took myself off for a hammam. Why was that scary? Well, I didn’t want to go to a tourist hammam or…
Category: Morocco
Chilling in Essaouira
We spent four days in Essaouira, a little town on the coast of Morocco. After the busy crowds of Marrakech, Essaouira was a literal and figurative breath of fresh air. (The temperature was about 10 degrees cooler than we had been having in Marrakech!) It’s actually known for its windsurfing but we managed to get…
Riding camels in the Sahara desert
We really wanted to ride camels in the desert! We had originally planned to go to a different part of the Sahara, but we found out that this was one occasion where travelling independently was actually going to be more expensive than taking a tour. We changed our plans accordingly and joined a group tour…
Jemaa el-Fna and Marrakech
After the intense experience of the Fes medina, it was a delight to arrive in the comparatively chilled town of Marrakech. We had booked a great hotel which was less than a minutes walk off the main square, Djema El-Fnaa (also spelled Jemaa el-Fna). In the daytime the square is filled with people selling things,…
The Roman ruins of Volubulis
We decided to take ourselves from Fes to the Roman ruins of Volubulis. We didn’t want to take a tour, as these ran at at least 800 dirhams for us both from Fes. We took ourselves there using a few different steps (I’ll write a separate post on this for anyone who is interested in…
A better experience in Fes
So, you might be wondering – what did we like about Fes after our rough start? Well, we did manage to find a few things! We had two full days in Fes as well as a side trip to the fabulous Roman ruins of the city of Volubulis. In between the lowlights, we found some awesome things….
A bad start to Fes
We caught a bus to Fes, which went smoothly and included a stop at a little roadside stall where we tried delicious fresh cooked burgers. When we arrived at the bus station at night, we were immediately confronted by lots of taxi drivers asking us where we wanted to go. One man attached himself to…
The blue town of Chefchaouen
After twelve days relaxing in Rincon de la Victoria, we were ready for a change of scene. We decided to take a ferry across to Africa – after taking a bus to Malaga, a bus to Algeciras and then a ferry we found ourselves in Ceuta, Spain. We hadn’t known this, but Spain maintains a…
Meandering Kiwis 