Arriving in a new location after dark is never a good idea. Getting off the bus, we were immediately solicited by locals, “I have a place for you!”, “do you need a room?”, “where are you staying?” After politely declining a few many times and tired of the relentless in your face bombardment, Ginette snapped back,…
Moving on from Ouarzazate, we left in a Grand Taxi; a collective seven-seater minivan that leaves when full. Our intent had been to travel by bus, but on the day of our departure, they were not running. Heavy snow in the passes of the High Atlas kept them on the western side of the range. We arrived…
Set between the High Atlas Mountains to the West and at the gateway to the Sahara desert to the East, Ouarzazate has hosted Dynasties, Emperors, Ancient world rulers, and us the Whites. In town, we were solicited by locals to be our private tour guide, and since January is the off-season, we took one up on…
Our list of favourite cities keeps growing and the coastal town of Essaouira, Morocco made the cut. After our first afternoon in the narrow alleys of the UNESCO World Heritage Medina, we couldn’t wait to share its wonderful blue doors with you. For those who missed them, here they are again. Including these traditional beauties…
White Postcards 