It’s Akchour Thing!

Akchour is, indeed, spectacular.  I am so glad I went even though it took a bit of doing to get there.  First, I walked from my hotel in the kasbah in Chefchaouen to the square where I could get a petite taxi to take me to the place where I could catch…

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Chefchaouen Blues

After an long bus ride, I just arrived in Chefchaouen, a town in Northern Morocco up in the Rif mountains. It’s a beautiful town, known for the way most of the buildings have been painted blue and white.  It looks a bit like I’d imagine a little mountain Santorini would be.  I…

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Figs, Fountains, and Facials in Fes

  Yesterday, after breakfast, Maia and I decided to go to a garden the French woman in our home recommended.  She used to live here in Morocco, so she’s pretty comfortable here and knows her way around.  Since the Jardin Jnane Sbil is relatively near to the Bab Boujloud (Blue Gate)…

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