First sightseeing day in Morocco

I went out for breakfast, and bought some round bread and some triangle-things with chicken in it. Delicious!
After walking around for a while, I found a tea cafe with wifi, so I stayed there for a while. I met a middle-aged guy who started speaking with me, and treated me a glass of orange juice. Mfodal also showed me around for a bit, and I don’t think he wanted money from me, but was a nice guy. Not that I can know, as I am pretty paranoid about that as a tourist.
On the way to the hotel, a friend of his started talking to him, and he was on his way to a big market. I followed him, Ahmed, and this guy was more of a false-guide. He told me he would do this without wanting to get paid, and he showed me some nice places.


He took me to a top, which I admittedly wouldn’t have found without his help, and took some pictures.


He also showed me a tannery, where a guy seemed angry about the photos,

and a place where they were crafting things from the leather.

Then, he showed me an old place, I think it was Berber. What I didn’t know was that I was led right into a carpet-seller.





They view was free!

He started showing me carpets, of course after treating me tea, and I was trapped. They were beautiful, and I ended up buying two. Of course his starting price were pretty high, probably because of white-tourist-Sweden, but I got it down to about 1/5, and more importantly, to a price which I think was fair (500 Dirhams, about 425 Swedish) for one small mat, and one big (3×2 metres or something) kind of carpet-something. I can’t really feel tricked about this, so I guess it was a good price for me. The only thing I regret is that I should have done this in the end of the trip, now I will have to bike with those for a month!
Also, the whole experience was really cool, actually, so I don’t mind.
When I came down, Ahmed was waiting for me. I was pretty tired, so I went back to the hotel (he wanted me to look at other stuff, spices for example, but I felt that I shouldn’t buy anything right then). He asked for a tip, but when I said no, he didn’t get angry or anything (he actually said no money in the beginning).


I think this is the entrance to a children’s mosque.

I went out again a bit later to shop for food, and also found more cool places to take pictures of. There were another guy starting to talk with me, who if course wanted to show me things. I was headed the same way, so couldn’t really get from him. He asked for money for his autistic son (that was probably true, his son were with him) but I said no, and went in another direction. Now, I had no clue about where I was, but I had time.
On my way walking around I found a market which I had biked past the first day.

I also saw those nice colours, which are used for colouring the building, as I understood it.

After asking around a bit here and there, I finally found my way back to the royal palace.

My hotel is close to the palace, and I was in time for tea!
Also, they had fixed the wifi, so I could start uploading pictures and all that stuff again.


The alley


The entrance


People in the main room smoking stuff


Roof in main room


Some old wall, or something


My room to the left


My room

It was small and cheap, and I really liked the people working there! The quality was so-so, but as Nordin, one of the guys working there said, “This is Africa!”

New continent – Africa!

After breakfast and packing, I had one more thing to do. As I don’t think Africa will be as open minded as earlier countries, I removed some nail polish from my toes. Apparently, mosquito repellent works as a remover!

I started biking in good time for the 1330 ferry. The ride to Algeciras went smooth, and I stopped at a ticket seller to see the price with my bike. The price was good, and it was an open ticket, with departures every second hour or so. The next ferry would be one hour earlier than the planned one, but I figured I could do it!
I want to buy some food, but the first store, Dia, has a limit of 12 euro for using cards, and I don’t want to withdraw more money when I am going to change currency. I find a Lidl on my GPS and go there instead. The time is now 1210, and I can make it!
I put all energy I have into my bike, and after asking around, I get to the right place. The clock is actually 1230, but luckily, the ferry is delayed. I had to wait until 1300, but I didn’t mind, as I didn’t have to wait for the next one!


My ferry is here!


This badass went on another ferry


Onto the ferry!

The ferry went well, and I made some cold food during the short trip (couscous with oil and mozzarella) and watched series.



Goodbye Europe!

When I came into Ceuta (which is still Spain) I started with buying a map, as my phone-GPS did not have maps for North Africa. I bought the Michelin 742, and it seems pretty good (even if the quality could be better, but it is made for use in cars). Then, I headed to Morocco!
I was really nervous at the border. There were people throwing things over fences,and it looked kind off scary for the people walking over.



Soon, I passed the Spanish part, and headed for Morocco. On the way in between, I saw some smuggling, I am pretty sure of. The police were checking the first cars of two, and one of the guys started scream-talk with the police. In the meantime, the guys from car two popped the hood, took two pretty big bags and one of the guys ran away with them.
I got to the passport control, and after filling some paper, he asked some questions, and let me in. I headed towards the last gate, and they checked for the stamps, and I was ready to go!
I started with biking away from the masses of people, so that I could relax a bit.


Goodbye Ceuta/Spain!


Hello Africa!

I then headed for Tetouan, and I thought it was already a bit late, but I wasn’t sure about the time in Morocco.
One the way, I saw the purple off road car again, and I also saw this in a roundabout!

At one part, some kids with a football kicked it at my bike, twice. I ignored them, and continued, and hoped that the prejudices would not be true after all I heard from other travellers.
When I came to Tetouan, I had a few problems. The first, I didn’t have an address, map of the city or anything. The second, I tried to withdraw money, but couldn’t. I hadn’t opened my card for Africa!
I started searching for wifi, and found one after a while. I opened the card, and looked for the address, which was only two kilometres away. I went there, and found the hotel fairly easy (not easy at all, but I didn’t have to go in circles). I put my stuff in the room and start relaxing a bit. They treat me tea, which tastes awesome, and then I take a shower. Then, it is exploring time!
I put a pinpoint at the hotel, if I would get lost. I start wandering along a pretty big street until I see a place which looks good enough. I buy some chicken, french fries and rice (didn’t know what I ordered more than chicken) and it cost me just 25 dirham (I thought it was 40). I was also suspicious that the bread were not included, but it was. (25 dirham is 22 SEK, or 2.5 euro). Cheap, big, and good!
On the way home, I bought half a kilo of dates, which was also cheap. Good energy stuff!
When I was back, it was time for fore tea, and I got to meet another guy staying at the place, Veigar, from Norway. We went out to a place he knew had wifi, which sadly worked bad, and then went for a second dinner at some small restaurant (soup) , but I was so full I could only eat half of it.
Back to the hotel, more tea, more talking and finally go I sleep.
Even if many tries to hassle you as a tourist, speak with you, show you something, my impression so far is that Morocco is really nice!