I fell head over heels in love with Essaouira, the gorgeous seaside town that was the repite from the chill of my sojourn in the High Atlas Mountains and where lunch came straight out of the ocean.
I could happily live in Essaouira with its orderly Medina and lovely eateries tucked away in the side streets. And the gelato sold on the Square, where I had the closest thing ever to Bangkok’s famed coconut ice-cream.
The quaint harbour reminded me of Kalk Bay back home, but with a North African backdrop 🙂 It’s little wonder that Essaouira was chosen as a location to film Game of Thrones.
I could do without the seagulls though. Their loud shrieks throughout the night kept me awake. So did the accoustics in the Riad where the one towel they gave me was so thin it was fraying.
Four years ago I made a rule that I will never visit the same place on my Bucket List twice because there are so many other places I still want to see. I made one exception after visiting Chobe in 2015. And I will make another for Essaouira 🙂