Weekly Photo Challenge: Solitary

I knew I had to have the perfect photo for this challenge somewhere. As I quickly glanced through my unorganized photos to begin my search for an image, I had to stop and stare at this mural shot one more time just because I love it.

Then again, maybe it was the feeling I had during our stroll thru that particular part of Paris. The brilliant architecture of the Pompidou Center, the Stravinsky Fountain (which I totally regret not walking through) and St. Merri Church- not to mention the 7 & 70 year old tap dancer street performers, the vividly dressed clown smoking cigarettes and making balloon hats for kids, and the smell of fresh crepes…yes, maybe it was just that sensory overload I loved when I first saw the mural. But again, I couldn’t just pass by the photograph, I had to stop and stare at this mural shot…one…more…time.

And for the first time, I noticed Constance! My husband’s brother’s Parisian girlfriend, who so graciously took us on our daily adventures thru the city. In such a crowded area, how did she find that small, unpopulated nook? I never noticed her in the photo staring up at the 5-story tall mural. I bet she’s seen it a thousand times (even though it was just painted in 2011).

Before we got to France she told me she was super excited to take us into the city everyday and rediscover its magic. I never did ask her if she accomplished that goal, but judging by this photograph… I think she did. A lovely solitary moment.

Constance & the Mural

slow it down

After 8 adventurous days in Fes, we collected our things and hopped on a slow, painful, hot, long train ride to northern Morocco. The journey was hot and hideous but irreplaceable. The scenery was straight out of a painting- from barren desert to rolling hills to cities built on mountains. The Rif Mountain range is so beautiful- Wassim started a hiking club that used to hike through the mountains from Tétouan to Chefchaouen, but has yet to find a group that was able to complete the journey with him. After seeing the treacherous terrain, I now understand why!

A Piece of the Rif Mountains, Northern Morocco

Unfortunately, after such an exhausting journey, we arrived in Tangier to find that our accommodations would not work for the 7 of us, so the rest of the group headed out to find a place to stay. We ended up at Ibis Hotel in the city center. It was in walking distance to the train station and medina…but everyone was ready for a change of pace. We spent the week checking out the scenery, hanging out at the beach and exploring the north of Morocco.

The beaches are just gorgeous. You can rent chairs & umbrellas for about 30 durham or just throw your towel on the hot sand and jump in the ocean! We spent the majority of the days there in the water. It was so refreshing and relaxing- I never wanted to leave. There are horses and camels available for riding … which was A BLAST! I still can’t believe we got to ride camels. What a wonderful animal… the ones we rode had amazing temperaments and were very kind and friendly.

Riding Camels in Tangier

While in the north, we also visited Chefchaouen… an old medina built on a the Rif Mountainside where all the buildings are painted blue. It felt like Greece without the ocean (from what I imagine Greece would feel like). The people of this city are laid back, calm, and almost hippie like. Not a stretch, since the weed of Morocco is grown in this mountain range.  The items for sale here were just my style! We definitely got lost a few times in the winding medina but were all able to take some stunning photographs. It’s the kind of place you can only dream of- I can’t wait to go back, I’d definitely like to stay for a few days there and absolutely visit with Wassim, as he stayed back in a different city. The best part of Chefchaouen are the classic Moroccan-shaped doorways, architecture, and of course I have to give props to the magnificent fountains that seemed to be strategically placed for cleaning donkey shit off feet & sandals 🙂 After a beautiful day in Chefchaouen, we drove back toward Tangier along the coastline and stopped at a lovely beach on the Mediterranean off the coast of Tetouan. We ran around the sand, dipped our feet in the ocean and had an amazing view of Spain. Around sunset, we finished the journey back to Tangier city center.

Walking Around Chefchaouen

Beautiful Fountain

Beach in Tétouan

Sunset Along Northern Morocco Coast

Communication is something we take for granted here in the US. When visiting Morocco, it is absolutely necessary to release yourself of all planning and just go with the flow. When booking the tickets for this trip, we decided to take a ferry from Tangier to Spain and fly home from Madrid, rather than backtracking 12+ hours back down to Casablanca on a train. There are 3 ports in Tangier- the one we had to get to was about an hour away from city center- you have to pay for a bus to bring you there (about 25 durhams). Regardless of what anyone tells you, you cannot show your passport for a free ride. We were told this by the ferry ticket booth in the medina AND at the front desk of our hotel- not true so plan accordingly! The port you leave from depends on where you are heading to. We took the ferry to Algeciras and from there took a train to Madrid- about a 7 hour ride.

On the Ferry to Algeciras

Rock of Gibraltar

Once we arrived in Spain, reality set in- our journey through Morocco had come to an end and the rest of our group was getting ready to fly home. I can’t believe how sad I felt to leave Morocco. Aside from the blazing heat and diarrhea I had the whole time, I really love it there. I find it very interesting and exciting. We saw so much and yet so little. There are so many places I can’t wait to explore- especially Casablanca, Marrakesh, Rabat and the other little cities like Chefchaouen. I just can’t wait!

After a night with everyone in Madrid, they left early the next morning to head home. Wassim & I spent the day in the Madrid city center. I wish I could slow down time and have stayed forever…even though everyone else we were with were totally ready to go home!

i Hola Madrid !

Relaxing Poolside in Madrid

Wassim’s First European Metro Experience

After a couple days in Spain, we headed to the airport at 4am to catch our flight to Roma!

big parade

If anyone told me back in July 2009 that the conversations about Morocco & YouTube tours of the Old Medina Wassim & I watched together would be our reality come July 2012… I would have laughed. Even though we’re travelers at heart, I never really thought it would happen- or happen so quickly. Man am I glad it did! Morocco is by far the most interesting place I have ever visited.

Stepping into this different environment, experiencing such a polar opposite culture and meeting my new in-laws was frightening and exciting at the same time. Over-packed and already exhausted from our 30+ hour journey, the seven of us (- 1 luggage [which did arrive in the US 7 weeks later])  left the Casablanca airport and boarded a train to Fes! There shouldn’t be an exclamation point, there wasn’t anything exciting thing about this train ride. ADVICE: take the fast trains in morocco, never get on a slow one. They’re painful and hot. About 9 hours later we arrived in Fes and were greeted by Wassim’s parents, sister, brother-in-law and neighbors who were so kind to drive us to our beautiful riad in the old medina.

Casablanca Train Station

Spending the week in the old medina was interesting, aggravating, wonderful, exhausting, unbelievable and fantastic all at the same time. It was unlike anything I have ever seen in my life. I can’t believe this is where Wassim grew up. As kids biked in between us throughout the windy streets, Wassim told me how that used to be him and his friends. I got to see places his mom buys spices, his dad buys their traditional clothing, wassim used to buy his movies and where he used to watch the soccer games. One of my favorite activities was walking from his parent’s house in the New Medina to our place in the Old Medina. It was probably about 5 miles and we saw so much that you wouldn’t notice from a car or bus- I highly recommend seeing Fes by foot.

Entrance to the Old Medina

 

Avocado shakes at our favorite cafe in the Old Medina

 

Inside a leather tannery in the Old Medina, Fes

 

Getting lost in the Old Medina, Fes

The highlight of our visit to Fes was my sister-in-law’s wedding. Talk about culture shock! Extravagant, colorful and impressive are a few words that come to mind when I think back on the event. Wassim’s mom was so generous to let us wear some of her caftans… she even let me keep the one I wore!  The BEST PART of the whole night was after the wedding, we got into a car and a bunch cars paraded around Fes beeping the horn and yelling well wishes out the windows. It was crazy!! We ended the parade at the old palace and took photos in front of the spectacular doors. It was unforgettable and I’m kind of wishing we did this after my wedding 😉

One of Ouiame’s wedding entrances

 

Wedding Bliss!

All in all, I can’t wait to go back. Fes is such an interesting, lovely, spectacular place and I’m ready to explore again…and most of all hang out with my in-laws.

Some of my other favorite parts of Fes…

Leather tannery from above, Old Medina, Fes

 

In front of the palace doors

 

View of the Old Medina from the rooftop

 

One of many awesome meals in Fes

And then we headed north to Tangier…