Morocco is a destination that has been on my travel radar for as long as I can remember. Time and time again my Instagram feed has shown me photos of bright tapestries hanging in the streets, wall tiles with intricate designs and the candid smiles of locals living their day to day life. It has made it a no brainer that I wanted to go experience the incredible country of Morocco for myself but I never knew how or when.
This year – it happened.
The wonderful humans over at TravelTalk invited me to embark on their 8 day Adventure Morocco tour which would take me through the sights and sounds of Morocco! I’d have the opportunity to travel in a small group with a local guide who knows the ins and outs of the destination and I’d be able to have some once in a lifetime experiences – it was a yes from me!
Landing into Marrakech (a city in Morocco), it gave me the culture shock feeling that I absolutely live for while travelling. Everything was so different from my everyday and I knew I had some pretty incredible things in store for me.
The first day on our tour we embarked straight towards the Sahara desert. Nothing quite like jumping right into life in Morocco! We drove to a little village sitting on the edge of the Sahara where we met families who from generation to generation have thrown pots for a living. They gave us a tour of their workspaces and even showed us how it’s done! From there we headed to our desert camp for the night via 4WD. Yes – we were going to SLEEP IN THE SAHARA. How crazy is that?!
It just so happened that the time we ended up going camping in the desert – Morocco decided to bless us with a heat wave. I’m talking temperatures soaring above 45c which was absolutely insane but definitely made the experience! After running through the rolling sand dunes and having a photoshoot for those aesthetically pleasing photos – I’m fairly sure I’ll be finding sand in my hair for days to come. I fell asleep that night to the sound of traditional music and the laughs of our group sitting around the crackling campfire and it was at that moment that I knew that I was in for an awesome week.
The next night we camped in the Sahara again but this time at a different campsite. To get there we decided to take a more traditional mode of transportation – camels! Each person from our group was given a camel to ride and quickly I named mine ‘Felicia’ because I feel like there’s no better name for a camel. Can’t say she was incredibly comfortable to ride but hey, she did come with a cup holder so I don’t think I really have the right to complain. That night we were presented with a candlelit dinner underneath the bright stars and soon were visited by an unexpected sandstorm which made for an interesting night!
After the sun rose the following morning (forcing us to get out of bed), it was time to pack up our gear and head down to the coastal town of Agadir! Abdul, our amazing local guide, grew up in this town and he definitely knew the ins and outs. Argan Oil is a product known worldwide but the origin of the source comes from none other than Morocco itself – the heart and only home of Argan plants. We were able to see the production line and also how a simple plant is used for so many different purposes.
After the nights in the desert – Chelsea, myself and a bunch of others from our tour decided that we wanted to treat ourselves with a traditional Moroccan Hammam spa. We REALLY didn’t know what we signed ourselves up for. To sum it all up – the 6 of us girls ended up getting a deep scrub in front of each other in a hot and humid room wearing next to nothing. By the end of it we knew each other VERY well and couldn’t stop laughing about it. Following the scrub we had an hour long massage which was well received after the time sleeping in the desert and I easily could have gone back for round two!
Departing Agadir we made our way to the sea-side town of Essaouira but not before stopping to see the thing that I was most excited about upon my trip with TravelTalk… GOATS IN TREES. I REPEAT. GOATS IN TREES ARE A THING THAT EXIST. I’d seen photos of them online and never thought I’d get the chance to not only see them… but hold them too! I was in my element and literally couldn’t stop laughing at the sight of them climbing about up there.
Upon arriving to Essaouira, something that definitely took me by surprise was how COLD it was there! It forced to me to wear jeans and a hoodie to accomodate for the vast drop in temperature. We spent our time exploring the narrow stores, getting henna tattoos, eating incredible food and visited a store that hire people with disabilities and teaches them the art of making jewellery so that they can have a steady stream of income regardless of their life circumstances – I thought that was really cool!
Last but not least we made the trek back to Marrakech where we had initially begun our week of adventure, to spend some time at the local square and experience the culture of Morocco in it’s fullest. Wedged in between both locals from around the corner and others who have travelled a long way from home, I found myself sipping on a mint tea (which mind you, actually had fresh mint leaves) at a cute rooftop restaurant which allowed you to overlook the hustle and bustle of those within the midst of the outdoor markets. As the sun started it’s descent to mark the end of yet another day, it painted the square with a sheer red glow that simply cannot be captured with a camera. Whilst the mint tea was definitely refreshing, it wasn’t enough to satisfy my hunger. Delving right into the markets, my new group of friends and I found ourselves being seated at a restaurant by waiters who welcomed us as if we were their own sisters and brothers. I know that mixed kebabs and soup may not necessarily sound like mouth-watering dishes however if you have that mentality then you obviously haven’t eaten said dishes in Morocco. Trust me when I say that the blend of flavours were absolutely to die for!
We then lost ourselves (both figuratively and physically) within the chaotic maze that were the markets . Every turn we took soon met a dead end of intricate teapots, vibrantly coloured rugs and traditional clothing which were so beautiful that they should be considered works of art. It took every fibre of my being to not buy every item that my eyes fell upon and even though my bank account is forever grateful that I was able to hold myself back, I also live in regret that my apartment back home won’t be completely decked out in Moroccan goodies. That being said, I was able to treat myself to a thing or two that are going to make it’s way on the flight back home.
Turning our backs on the square and walking towards the tour bus one last time meant that the inevitable had finally crept up upon us and that our Morocco adventure was coming to an end. The hardest part of tours is accepting the fact that at some point, you part with the wonderful group of people that you have met along the way and transformed the experience into one that will stick with you for life.
I’d like to say a MASSIVE thank you to Traveltalk for taking me on my adventure through Morocco! I had the time of my life exploring the unique culture, met likeminded travellers who wanted to have the same authentic experience as me and made memories that are going to last a lifetime. I could not think of a better way to adventure through Morocco and I wouldn’t change any part of my experience for the world.
Morocco, you are the country that we fell in love with the minute our feet hit the tarmac.
Thank you and until next time.