Being in Morocco for the first time in my life, it took me a few days to get acquainted with the culture, the environment the people and their habits. I was on my own there, in Tangier, and I suddenly decided to see the blue city, Chefchaouen.
I took the bus from Tangier to Chefchaouen through Tetouan. I was pretty enthusiast about that one-day trip to the city that I knew from the travelling books that I read when I was very young. Shortly after we got into the bus, we left the station and after an hour of driving, I felt sleepy and I closed my eyes. But the bus driver pushed the brake unexpectedly and I suddenly woke up. I woke up to a scene in which policemen were fighting with a driver. They had their van on the roadside. I could not understand what they were saying because they yelled in Arabic.
All those who were on the bus were calm, so I guessed that it was something normal for them to see and hear. One second later, the policemen got in the car with four men with handcuffs. Oh my God! I couldn’t believe! The driver was bound by the police to transport those men in Tetouan because their van was broken! A thought crossed my mind: to get off the bus immediately! Then I realized I was in the middle of the field. I stood still, breathing quietly and slowly until the journey ended. And it ended well.
Chefchaouen, the blue city
Chefchaouen has its own personality. Since I got off the bus, I felt I was not only in other culture but surrounded by a whole different culture. The air smelled different, people were different, wearing different clothes… Here I felt that kind of serenity which one can hardly find. All the people in Medina (the Old City) were wearing clothes with a deep shade of blue. What a relaxing view on the streets! Walking on those streets, I could observe each detail thanks to the beautiful contrast. I admired the jewelry, clothes, and spices exposed on each stall. People were not speaking dozens of languages like in Tangier, but they learned to show with their fingers how much something cost.
Amazed by nature
I pet some cats (the city is full of cats and chickens), I ate the best bread in the world brought from a local woman and I crossed the city until I reached the mountainous area, where I saw a waterfall where women washed the clothes in some stone bathtubs. The view was so amazing. Instead of little trees, as I was accustomed to, at the bottom of the mountain, there were tall impressive cactuses.
Get lost in the city
Chefchaouen is so secure by day that I felt comfortable enough to put the map in my backpack. Then I wandered for hours on the blue streets of Medina, which seem to be part of a maze. Do not forget to visit the Kasbah Square and Museum. It is a nice stop, and you’ll have an incredible view from the top of the tower.