Feeling blue in Chefchaouen

“Hey, you India? Japanese? Korea?”

“No, Malaiseeea.” (That’s the correct pronounciation here)

“Good, Malaiseeea. Nice country.”

“Yes.”

“You want some good hashish?”

“No thanks.”

“But it is very good, you come see first..”

We can tell you two things about Chefchaouen: 1) There is a lot of hashish here; and 2) the entire medina is blue. We’re not sure if there’s a link between the two.

Bird's eye view of Chaouen

Rest assured dear parents, we did not indulge in any illicit activities here (or anywhere else too).

Although we must point out here that the Malaysians who were caught planting ganja in Melbourne did not do their research – they should have come here instead. Apparently the number 1 crop around Chaouen is ganja. The main tourist attraction is visiting ganja processing plants. Being scaredy cats, we did not follow any of these (unofficial) tours but one morning tried to locate the farms ourselves. Being lazy cats, we did not go very far (and it started raining again) so we were not successful in locating these farms. We did however, see many sheep along the way, and a very nice mosque on top of a hill near the Tallasematane National Park.

Mosque on the hill, about 20 minutes walk from the medina

No ganja plantations, lots of flowers on the hills

Sara pointing at Aida the sheep

Dylan the giant

Can you spot the wildlife?

One of the pretty little riads

Our little room with a little door

Feeling blue in Chaouen

Plaza Uta el-Hammam, the main square in the medina

Having breakfast on the terrace of our own pretty little riad, Dar Terrae

We are writing this while waiting for our ferry to Algeciras, Spain. More updates when we get there.