I know that this has been a long and over due post, but it is better late than never…or so they say.
Morocco is a wonderful country that, most definitely, has captured my heart. I loved every bit of my time in there, and I am already dreaming about coming back.
In this blog post, I will be posting mainly photographs from my most recent trip to Morocco. The first part of this photo diary series is going to be about Casablanca, Taroundant, Agadir, and Taghazout. Let’s get a move on!
I arrived in Casablanca’s airport at around midnight, and I was fortunate enough to have found a great host via Couchsurfing. Also, I know that Couchsurfing has a weird reputation because you are basically staying with a complete and random stranger, but do read my blog post about it by clicking HERE.
Could you tell that I was so happy to have ticked off another continent off my bucket list? Yes, Africa is the fourth continent on my list. I was very happy to be there.
I had a full day of sightseeing in Casablanca because I was headed to Taroudant on that same night. To be honest, I was in Morocco because I was volunteering to teach English (ESL) in a suburban town down South. I was fortunate to have a host who was more than willing to show me around Casablanca on his motorbike. He was also a great photographer, as he have snapped most of my photographs in Casablanca.
Normally I am very hesitant whenever I get in front of the camera, but Simo (my host) was very patient, and he took amazing snaps of myself. Which was cool, I guess.
I took a CTM bus from Casablanca to Taroudant. Now, CTM is one of the most reliable and cheap buses travelling around Morocco. There is probably a CTM bus terminal in every city, and they are surprisingly cheap. This is the company that most travellers opt to get because it is air conditioned, you can book online, and they are rarely delayed.
To know more about CTM, click HERE.
I took a night bus from Casablanca to Taroudant, and it was approximately 9 hours of travelling. Sitting next to a Moroccan elder lady was cool, but then she started to put her feet on top of my backpack so maybe I got a bit frustrated. But since I was too sleepy to care, I just dozed off most the time.
Taroudant is a city in Southern Morocco, and the nearest popular city is Agadir. It is near the dessert and it can get pretty cold at night, surprisingly.
This town was more traditional than the rest of the country. So we had to always take precaution on what we were going to wear when we head out because we did not want to offend anybody. Although at one point, there were a group of local students coming toward me and my co-teacher and one guy just started to throw a rock at me. I was pretty stunned because it was the first time ever that I had experienced an ‘attack’ like that in my life. It was weird and it got me so stunned and a bit mad at the ignorance in there. But I did not think any more about it and just moved along. I still love Morocco, nonetheless.
My host family were very caring, and I got to meet amazing co-teachers like this pretty girl; Meryem from Switzerland.
We were roommates on my first week, and we always walked to and from the school which was located inside the Taroudant Medina.
I was also fortunate enough to meet these amazing ladies whom I get to call, not only co-teachers, but friends as well. They are Sania from France, and Kaitlyn from the United States.
This was taken the day before Kaitlyn’s birthday. We were headed to Agadir that weekend to celebrate, and with a birthday, comes a need to find the perfect outfit. Headed to the souk, we set out to find the perfect birthday outfit for this lovely lady.
We went to Agadir that weekend and we did not catch any buses because we noticed how much the locals hitchhiked so we tried it ourselves. It was really successful, to say the least. We basically just went to the nearest gas station and waited for a ride.
Read about my hitchhiking experience in Morocco by clicking HERE.
I realised that I do not really have a lot of photographs of myself, nor the scenery in Agadir. So I will be sharing some portraits that I took of Sania.
We both hitchhiked from Taroudant to Agadir, and we booked at a hotel called Hotel Adrar. It was pretty cheap because we only paid $25 both. There was also a pool and a hot shower. We were so grateful for the hot shower because we have been showering with cold water back in Taroudant because our host family did not have any sort of heater. Now I will never take my trusty old heater for granted. Ever.
These photographs were taken at the courtyard of Hotel Adrar. I would not really recommend it because it was only great for a one night stay. It was pretty dirty and the plugs do not work, but the pool was great, and the staff were amazing. So, it is your call, really.
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Isn’t she lovely?
Of course, the birthday girl herself, Kaitlyn.
After a weekend in Agadir, we headed to Taghazout to spend some more time by the waters. We hitchhiked from Agadir to Taghazout, and it was about a 30-40 minute drive depending on how fast your driver goes and if you have pit stops along the road.
I was so excited to be in the water after a month-long stay in Taroudant where it was mostly dust and crazy streets.
I stayed in Taroudant for a total of four days whilst Sania and Kaitlyn stayed for two. They both had to go back to Taroudant because they had classes to teach, but my time was up and I was headed onto my next destination. It was a bitter sweet goodbye between the three of us. I loved my time with them, and I enjoyed their company so much. But travelling is a constant state of moving on. So we all had to get going.
My time in Casablanca, Taroudant, Agadir, and Taghazout were amazing. The first leg of my trip to Morocco was nothing short of memorable. I had the best time teaching in a local school in Taroudant, and running from crazy locals in Agadir was also a highlight. But then again, there will be more memories made in this wonderful country. I cannot wait to show you all the rest.
For now, this is the first part of my travel diary for Morocco. I hope you enjoyed looking at these photographs as much as I loved taking them. Every single photograph has a memory with it, and I will surely cherish these moments forever.
“Surely he took up our pain and bore our suffering, yet we consider him punished by God, stricken by him, and afflicted. But he was pierced for our transgressions, he was crushed for our iniquities; the punishment that brought us peace was on him, and by his wounds we are healed.”
Isaiah 53:4-5 NIV