Truth be told, Essaouira was a place that I didn’t know much about until I found myself there one sunny day. Other than it being a seaside city full of fishing boats and great seafood, and having the honour of having hosted Jimi Hendrix once, I really didn’t know what else to expect. After a 3-hour bus ride, I ended up at a place that was so charming and relaxed, it felt like the perfect reprieve from intense, bustling Marrakech.
Walking towards our guesthouse we were taken in by how people walked about and cycled everywhere. All with less urgency than most. Yes, there were tourists everywhere but even they seemed to have adopted a more laid-back approach – sitting at cafes with a book in hand, heading over to a spa, sipping mint tea under the shade or just enjoying some delicious crêpes.
Les Matins Bleu turned out to be such a lovely guesthouse. My only regret is not staying longer
My time in this wonderful seaside city was much too short. I wish I had more time to walk about the harbour or even get lost in the twisted alleyways, hang out with some cats, indulge in some spa activities, try every single flavour of crêpe toppings or simply sit back and enjoy the beautiful sunsets by the citadel.
It is obvious that Essaouira has turned out to be one of my favourite places in Morocco. I loved the constant smell of the sea in the air as I woke up every morning, the sight of seagulls flying about through my bedroom window, the warm hospitality of the locals and the awesomely fresh seafood! Honestly, what more could a girl want?