Chefchaouen is a small town in the Riff mountains in northern Morocco. The town is in the middle of one of the largest areas of cannabis cultivation in the country but that is the subject of another post.
Chefchaouen is quite honestly one of the most beautiful towns I have ever seen. Granada is another beautiful town but Chaouen has the edge and Serifos on the island of Serifos in the Cyclades in Greece is another, Chaouen is an amazing place.
The walls of the labyrinthine alleyways are all painted light blue and white and grapevines form arches across the streets. Inside the medina there are no vehicles, deliveries to shops and restaurants are carried out by donkey.
The pace of life in Chaouen is slow. The center is actually two conjoined squares surrounding relics of an ancient fortress and an elegant old Spanish hotel. It is very easy to wander around the alleyways of the town getting lost until it’s time to grab a little lunch.
At night time the Islamic call to prayer echoes around the valleys from the different mosques on the hill tops resulting in a very bizarre echoing waling.
Days could become weeks here.
Slur loves Chefchaouen.