All posts tagged: morocco

Travelling through the world and the cosmic space of my own four walls 2017

2017 has been a year full of travels for me. And that not so as to escape home. After all, I live in magnificent Barcelona and it has been my first full year in this city. I think it’s the constant need and lust to explore, to be surprised, to live deeper that has had me hop on airplanes and roads much more often than ever before. So I’m putting together my travel highlights of this year and some plans for the next. Maybe there is some inspiration for your bucket list among them. January – Budapest, Hungary My first city and solo trip this year would take me to -20ºC Budapest. I had always wanted to visit this place and was absolutely amazed by all its morbid beauty, coffee scene, fin de siecle architecture and ruin pubs. February – Palermo, Sicily Without a doubt my top destination this year! I imagine whole Sicily beautiful throughout summer season, but Palermo in winter was an unexpected highlight. Fresco-like architecture all around, gelato, arancini, street food, enchanting …

Drifting through Fez

With living so close, I have come to be a regular Morocco traveller by now. Hardly any other destination can put one into a whole new setting within not even a 2-hour-flight. It’s this compelling chaos that takes me back again and again. Fez is often recommended as a first stop in Morocco and yet it took me some Marrakech and Tangier as well as Essaouira trips to come here. Once the country’s capital and with one of the biggest medinas in the world, Fez has a lot to offer. Yet it has kept in my opinion more of its original tradition and pace. It’s less touristy, less entertaining than Marrakech and at the same time less rough than the coastal cities Tangier and Essaouira. The 2017 edition of Lonely Planet Morocco describes its medina as rather rundown and ragged. Arriving in Fez, I experienced quite the contrary: Initiatives to let the medina shine in new splendour have already brought out a visible effect. I arrived in Fez late in the evening and was directly …

Solo-Travel Andalusia & Morocco: Seville – Cádiz – Tarifa – Tangier

With so many travels this year already made and published here, I haven’t managed to tell about one of the greatest ones last October until now. In fact, it had been my first solo travel in a very long while and somewhat meant the world to me. Having moved to Barcelona last summer and mastered all the new challenges, I felt like treating myself to an exciting yet relaxing trip. Living in Spain, the options are beautiful and endless obviously, so I decided to visit Andalusia and then cross over to Morocco. I first wanted to split those two destinations into separate postings but as I’m not selling any city guides here but rather sharing my experiences, I opted for placing it all in one. Which leaves you with dozens of images more to scroll through and me with a serious case of travel nostalgia. As you might have figured out by now, I’m quite the spontaneous traveller so I didn’t plan that much when booking a flight from Barcelona to Seville and one back …

The Vibrant and the Windy: Solo-travel Marrakech & Essaouira

There are places you want to return to every time you step on your flight back home. Morocco has had this spell on me ever since I set foot in the country. So even though I have a trip to Fez coming up in October, I couldn’t pass on the opportunity to slot in a 4-day-holiday to Marrakech and Essaouira this June. It was my third time in Morocco and my second as a female solo-traveller. I am asked very often how it is to (solo-)travel Morocco, so instead of only sharing trillions of photos in this post (but don’t worry: I have managed to accommodate nearly 70 images nonetheless), I will also share some experiences and impressions for those of you who are specifically interested in these topics. With a taxi I travelled 3 hours from Marrakech Airport to Essaouira at the coast for a very fair amount of 600 dirham (approximately 60 Euros). I did not choose the Supratours bus on this day because my arrival did not exactly match the bus times, …