A weekend trip in the Rif mountains and at the Mediterranean coast

It was my fourth weekend in Morocco and it was as exciting as three previous ones. This time me, my flat mates and others friends of mine went to Chefchaouen – a little charming town somewhere in Rif mountains in the north of the country. It was full of shops with almost everything and had this fabulous white and blue houses. One of them was our place to stay – Hotel Valencia from which the city panorama was marvelous. Just see the pics!

On Saturday morning we went to the mountains and were swimming in an extremely cold mountain stream. If you don’t have time to see all the pics I beg you to see these ones! It was like a paradise. It was not easy to get there though. We had to drive through curvy road on the steep hills – sometimes just next to the edge from which we could see the bottom of the hill maaaany meters below. It was really scary.

Then we went to the weed farm located very high in the mountains next to a small village. I bet none of you have ever been in such a place. I was there yesterday and I even took pictures :) But the road to this farm was much worse! After coming back from mountains I thought that this scary roads and curves were already behind us. It was nothing comparing with road that we took to get to the farm. That one was a dirt road and it was much more narrow, steep and the cliffs and edges were much more terrifying. The car even hit a sharp stone on the road but luckily it wasn’t broken. To make it more exciting I will tell you that there were 7 people in the car (instead of 5 which is maximum:). Some pictures from both roads are in Rif mountains album.

Before, I came here I had never supposed what kind of places I would be able to see. For the second time in my life (first one was my internship in Poznan, Poland last summer) I realized that if you want to make your life incredible and surprising just move to another city or country for a while and keep discovering it and its people!

Later, we were exploring the town, its cafes, restaurants, Kazba (an old city wall with a garden; also a fortress) and places where people could smoke not only cigarettes :)

On Sunday morning, we had a breakfast and then we went back to Rabat. However, because of the fact that we are very spontaneous people, we decided to change our plans and drove to the Mediterranean coast in the very north of country. It was actually the first time that I got wet in a different sea than Baltic. We had a really cool lunch that included fish and sea fruits.

Then, we took the highway to Rabat and arrived extremely exhausted but full of impressions of this amazing country.

Although, I am staying here for one year I cannot imagine leaving El-Maghrib, people here and my flat at Rue Al Mariniyine. Hopefully, it's next year and I still have 365 days!