Archive for November, 2008

Chilling in Chefchaouen

Friday, November 28th, 2008

Photo: Plaza Uta el-Hammam Photo: Blue door Photo: Chefchaouen Photo: Colorful powders

After working in Fes for a week I caught a bus to Chefchaouen way up north in the Rif Mountains. It’s one of the prettiest towns I have ever visited: all the buildings are whitewashed and painted various shades of blue, and its medina is full of narrow winding streets that are fun to explore.


Wandering around Erg Chebbi

Friday, November 14th, 2008

Photo: Sand dunes Photo: Shadow Photo: Ascending Photo: Camel silhouettes

One of the things I was most looking forward to about visiting Morocco was the chance to get some really cool landscape pictures in the desert. So after spending a day working in Rissani I went back to Merzouga to spend some more time wandering around the sand dunes.


Camel trekking at Erg Chebbi

Thursday, November 13th, 2008

Photo: Camel trek Photo: Camel trek Photo: Camel silhouettes Photo: Berber drummers

Erg Chebbi are a set of sand dunes at the northern tip of the Sahara desert, 30km long and up to 250m high. We did a sunset camel trek to a camp set up in the dunes and spent the night in Berber tents before trekking back out in the morning.


Ait Benhaddou, valleys and gorges

Tuesday, November 11th, 2008

Photo: Bijoux Fatima Berbere Photo: Ait Benhaddou Photo: Todra Gorge Photo: Snake eye

After Marrakesh I planned to visit Essaouira on the coast but with nothing but rain in the forecast I decided to head for the desert instead, and joined a 4-day sightseeing trip that was leaving from my riad the next day. Our first couple days took us through Ourika Valley, up and over the High Atlas mountains, through Dades Valley and Todra Gorge.


Marrakesh, Morocco

Friday, November 7th, 2008

Photo: Zellij Photo: Snake charmer Photo: Spice shop Photo: Red walls

Marrakesh is a pretty intense place to start my first trip to Morocco. In addition to the basic culture shock, it always takes me a few days to get used to a new country’s language, currency, food, etc. Marrakesh’s confusing maze of markets and non-stop fake guides trying to take you places you don’t want to go make this process even more tiring than usual.