The blue city is probably the most fabled part of Morocco–the sleepy town of Chefchaouen is legendary for its blue walls and streets. Though there’s little to do there, my friends and I planned a weekend trip.

After some issues with booking bus tickets, we had a Moroccan friend call the taxi driver who had taken us to Fes. She negotiated with him and the results were splendid. For 1500 dirham, he drove us the five hours from the university in Ifrane on Friday to our hostel in Chefchaouen and back on Sunday; for an additional 200, he drove us to and from the Cascades d’Akchour on Saturday. We rounded it up to 1800 because he was incredibly sweet, making it an even $30 each.

Walking the gorgeous streets of Chefchaouen was a delight. The merchants weren’t terribly pushy and it was easy to find our way without even the use of my map.

Though I’m definitely glad I went, I wouldn’t put Chefchaouen top on my list of places to visit as there isn’t much to see other than the medina, which wasn’t terribly different from any other Moroccan town I’ve visited. Still, I enjoyed both days, and its proximity to Akchour is a huge boon.

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One of the murals.

WP_012380 WP_012399 WP_012403 WP_012411 WP_012424a WP_012466 WP_012472 WP_012487 WP_012496 WP_012511 WP_012516We stayed at the Hostel Aline, and shared a six bed dorm for 70 dirham a night each. While the location was fabulous and the blankets warm, the wifi was spotty and the shower temperature challenging to control. Still, for the price I’d go back.