The Mediterranean Morocco

This town can be called "the experience of my life". After several hours of driving in a slow bus full of locals and just waiting in some places for an unknown reasons, we went in Chefchauoen where we were welcomed by some locals. They offered us a family hotel (a room with shower and toilet for 3 euros per person). After I warned him that we will not give him any money, and that we go with him only because we believe him that it was really his family hotel, the situation resulted as we were afraid of. The hotel was really 3 euros, but the guy who works in the hotel does not know his own "relatives" and the first guy started to require that we buy some hashish for 20 euros. Basically, we refused. After a minute, his friend arrived there also and they began to yell at us and ask for money. Everything went mostly well. Well, from our side. The guys were yelling at us a while and then angrily left. Unfortunately this is a common scene in the tourist areas of Morocco. 

Mediterranean Morocco is a region in northern Morocco, home to some important sea ports such as Tangier and variety of market and beach towns. It hosts all sorts of towns and cities, several Spanish enclaves and some important ports and trade routs. Throughout the 1700s, Spain and Morocco kept their trading doors open, regardless of past wars. Trade routes flourished between Spain and Morocco.

In this little paradise we began our journey, and here we finished it. People are relaxed, the climate is pleasant, everything is decorated with lots of narrow alleyways, hashish and opium dealers, cheap restaurants, generally all that is needed for the perfect holiday.

Chefchauoen - a town in a blue outfit. Blue color is a mosquito repellent, so this small and relaxed place seems a bit unreal.

The Hamams - generally known baths (a variant of a steam bath). In a way, ritual, to some a pleasure, to some not.

Playing in dirt.

A cigarette seller sales cigarettes by piece. Not everyone can afford a whole pack.

Chill out on our terrace with a new friend from Ireland. The heat can get unbearable during the day.

A hiking trail in the Rif Mountains.

"The benefits of this country." One day we counted how many people wanted to sell us hashish. We counted about 20 offers in one day.

After an hour of walk into the mountain fields of marijuana begin to appear everywhere. The plants are from the locals, poor mountain people who live here. They are planting tomatoes, mint, a lot of other things, and marijuana. During our stay in Morocco the harvest began, a time when all the plants are cut and hashish is produced which enables these people bread on the table, others again a pleasure and some prison.

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