Today as our bus made its first stop and we clambered our to stretch our legs, I let out a huge sigh of relief. I’ve loved being in amongst the hustle and bustle of the cities but I’m now definitely in need of some wide open spaces and an uninterrupted view of the sky.
As previous blogs will attest, I do enjoy a good bus journey, which meant that most of the day was spent glued to the window taking in all the little details of day-to-day life in rural Morocco. A lot of the farming here is still very labour intensive with donkeys and mules doing much of the heavy work in the fields. It also seems to be a good time to harvest olives, with big sheets spread out under many of the trees to catch the fruit as they are shaken or beaten out of the branches.
Following our arrival in Chefchaouen mid-afternoon, Lahcen took us for one of his special ‘orientation walks’ which gave us a fabulous flavour of what this pretty little town has to offer. I think the walk took a little longer than he’d planned as it was hard to walk more than a few steps without someone stopping to take a photo or haggle with a trader over some new purchase!
Our hotel in Chefchaouen is utterly charming. Tonight, I may not be beside the apple green sea but I am amongst some perfect blue buildings. More tomorrow...
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