essaouira

essaouira. the windy city. and boyyyy is it windy!

the trip to essaouira was great. got a grand taxi from ouzoud to azilal, where i got another grand taxi to marrakech. from marrakech, i got one of those "chicken buses" to essaouira bc the CTM and Supratours were fully booked. the "chicken buses" are not as fancy as the others. typically they dont have AC, the chairs don't recline, the clientele is lower class, and they stop in soooo many villages along the way to either drop off or pick up passengers. some even stand, it's so strange. so i couldn't wait to get the hell off this bus, and finally we did arrive in essaouira.

the riad i booked was adorable!

essaouira is great! it's old, it has so much character, there's fresh fish everywhere, the wind is extremely strong... it was such a great time.

since the winds are so strong, it's not exactly the kind of beach that you sit on or swim in... I tried to walk around without being blown away, and come sunset, it got really cold, so snail soup (best i ever had) was the best way to warm up. while walking through the medina, i passed this pizza restaurant that was blasting live music that sounded like a mix of moroccan and andalusian, so i had to try it. the band was so entertaining, they played gnawa music, andalusian music, old moroccan political music, and really had the crowd going. everyone was singing and dancing along, it was so much fun.
the next day i was off again to casablanca to spend the day with my BFF and count down the hours to my flight back home.