All posts tagged: solotravel

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, …

Palermo – A Flamboyant Fresco

Unlike countless other destinations, a trip to Palermo was never really on top of my bucket list but rather a spontaneous booking out of my usual travel bug. With little idea as to what would expect me here I was on the brink to fall head over heels with Palermo from the moment the plane touched down. Picturesque architecture that makes you feel like walking through an open-air museum whichever alley you turn, nestled in the amazing nature of Sicily, dripping with an unbelievable food scene – both traditional and modern –, and markets and neighbourhoods that almost remind of the souks of Morocco: Palermo is a rough beauty and a dynamic metropolis on the edge of Europe. My lovely Speciale Apartment tucked away in a quiet backyard in the midst of the old town definitely played its part in making this early spring city break a wonderful adventure. The first evening called for some strolling through the neighbourhood of Albergheria and beyond. At the crossroads of Quattro Canti I came across the most charming Bisso Bistrot. This place …

Budapest – The Brittle Beauty

Budapest is one of those places I had had on my bucket list for years but always postponed in my travel plans for the one or other reason. A lover of crisp cold with some lack of snow home in Barcelona, I decided to finally pay the Hungarian capital a visit for a weekend in January. Arriving late on a Friday night, I began my strolls through -12°C (I wanted cold, I got cold!) Budapest early on Saturday morning. I have this thing for washed-out facade colours, abandoned places and everything fin de siècle so it was pretty obvious this city would take my travel heart by storm. In an unremarkable backyard I came across fekete, a lovely café in Erzsébetváros, the 7th district of Budapest. Excellent coffee and a soothingly hot shakshuka awaited me here. Warmed up, I continued walking through the city with music on my ears and first little snowflakes falling onto my face. And while it was getting colder and colder outside, I found countless cozy shelters around. A particularly charming one: Zoska …