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The Hot Escape - Morocco

Preface, and arguably good timing

I don‘t really mind the winter, but there‘s definitely something to escaping the cold to a warmer place, even if just for a week and a half. (Un)fortunately, the stars weren‘t in a favorable constellation before I left Basel, since I had contracted covid just a week before leaving. This put a whole lot of worrying on my plate, since I didn‘t really feel like passing it on to my travel companions. So additionally to the usual luggage I had a good amount of FFP2 masks, some cough suppressing candy, nasal spray for my eardrum and a bunch of covid test kits with me. The plan to spend the first few days at a separate Airbnb and to just see my friends outside was greeted by frowns and disbelieve by a couple of people we met on our first evening in Agadir. They were flabbergasted by the fact that we believed covid existed, much less that we took some precautions in the first place. Well, different country, different approaches we thought to ourselves. At least we wouldn‘t have any problems with authorities or the „moral police“ that way.

Mirleft never left…

When you travel, how do you choose where to go? Do you look at the flight prices, the things you can do and see in a particular place or perhaps the seating of the particular country on the human development index? Well, in our case we went with my brother’s advice for the perfect place to escape to in winter: Mirleft, Morocco. I am quite proud to say that my brother is kind of a Guru/role model at investigating and finding some of the niftiest travel hacks and places around us. The thoroughness with which he goes about it is quite astonishing, and so here’s what Mirleft is really good at:

Moroccan mountain adventures

About 3 car hours and 1000 meters up into the savanna east of Mirleft, we hit Tafraoute, a town with 5000 people lies at the foot of the Jbel Lkest, a 2300m high mountain, majestically overseeing the region. Exploring the local culture and speaking with the people from Tafraoute we found out that the town hadn’t seen proper rainfall, much less a rainy season, in more than 3 years. The local river, for which the infrastructure can still be seen running through the town, apparently has been dry for more than 5 years. This is not surprising when you look at the landscape around Tafraoute. On our 3 hour drive there, we didn’t see a single source of water apart from the ocean. In fact, we found it quite astonishing that there were so many people living up in the planes without water. We deduced that the mild climate further up in the mountains must be one of the reasons why.

On our second day there it was time to tackle the Jbel Lkest. Driving to Tagdicht (yes, that’s right) via Laln (also true), we started our 900m ascend to the giant of the region. It took us about 3 hours to reach the top where, surprisingly we found remnants of caves and structures that must be there to support life up there, even if only sporadically. Up there, we also found a small puddle of water that was protected from the sun by stone structures. With 8 degrees being the high temperature of the day, it was quite a relief from the burning hot sun we had encountered at the beach and even in the planes at 1000m height.

More beach please!

After our adventures in the mountains, it was back to Mirleft to enjoy more days of sun, lazing around at the beach. There was really not much more to our days than to go down in the morning, drinking coffee and tea all day long, enjoying the sea and its sight and playing anything from Kniffel to other games. We just let our soul dangle in the sun until it was time to go home.

One thing is for sure though: I’ll definitely be going back to Mirleft at some point.



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