Safe in the Harbor. One Day in Essaouira, Morocco.

Essaouira
There is something enchanting about harbors. I love their vibrant nature, their promise of an adventure, their untold stories.
I’ve lived in a landlocked country for almost two years and I was about to forget the melody of sea’s tempting whisper.
Then I flew to Morocco and headed to Essaouira.
Essaouira

It was the very last stop of our two-week long Moroccan adventure. Morocco treated me well but it was a bit capricious, occasionally. It enjoyed making me a little bittersweet at times. I still owe you a post summing up the Moroccan rollercoaster. Well, long story short, let’s say that I was infatuated by the beauty of the place but at the same time I was completely knackered. I was about to dream a world without couscous and street vendors.

Essaouira
Essaouira was different. One walk to the harbor made me fall for Morocco again. Waves crashing on the rocks calmed me down. The vibe inspired a visual addict inside me.
Essaouira
Essaouira
Essaouira
Essaouira is a great escape from the hectic maze of Fes or even Marrakech. Okay, it’s smells of fish, which might not be the best of fragrances, but other than that it’s candid. I swear there is more air in Essaouira than in any other city in Morocco.
Essaouira
Essaouira
Why do I love Essaouira? I’m not sure what the right answer is. I loved the way it was quiet and vibrant at the very same time. I loved the harmony between the people and the sea. I loved the feeling of hanging out at the gate to the world.
Essaouira
Essaouira
Essaouira
Every dog has his day. Essaouira’s harbor lived it, too. Sadly, these moments of fame are long gone. New technologies and political order changes didn’t do Moroccan Atlantic coast well. History, though, doesn’t give up easily. It stays in the walls, in the scalas, on the shore. Keep your eyes closed to see the past. Keep your eyes open to relax and to watch little humans and big ocean living together.
Essaouira
Essaouira
Essaouira
Essaouira
Essaouira
Here are photo proofs of what I just said. You know, when I say something, I mean it.
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Essaouira
Essaouira
Essaouira
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Essaouira
Essaouira
Essaouira
Essaouira
Essaouira
Essaouira
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Essaouira
Essaouira
Essaouira
Essaouira
From dusk to dawn, Essaouira just gets it right.
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