10-Day Morocco Itinerary
This 10-day itinerary we followed in Morocco is essentially a direct copy-paste from the top google results and blogs. While I prefer less time in transit, this fairly fast-paced jaunt hits the highlights. If I were to redo this trip, I’d opt for something more curated and would cut out the desert trip (as I recently visited the much more magnificent dunes in Namibia). I would be remiss not to mention the hospitality of all our hosts who were genuinely so kind to us. While I found many aspects of Morocco to be kitschy or overrated, the hospitality was above and beyond.
Photography by Cybil Zhang
Day 0 - 1: Tangier
Chelsea arrived a few days earlier, so she acted as our tour guide through the Tangier medina. I started my daily fresh-squeezed OJ routine here, but we didn’t stay long. Anthony Bourdain’s Parts Unknown episode is filmed here and based on Chelsea’s rave reviews of Saveur de Poisson, Tangier seems like it could be your best foodie bet.
Day 1 - 2: Chefaouen
It’s always the people that create the fondest memories, and our hosts at Dar Elrio really made our visit to Chefchaouen special. Our visit to the blue city was far too short and my favorite part of our trip
Day 2 - 4: Fes
Quintessentially Moroccan, the old medina is a labyrinth to get lost in. I thought one full day was the perfect amount of time to explore.
Day 4 - 7: Desert Trip
Our camel guide insisted on taking many, many Sahara photos for us. Ironically enough, they all turned out really well. The same can’t be said for our Berber drumming lessons.
Day 7 - 10: Marrakech
By the time we arrived in Marrakech, I was starting to get diarrhea and not excited to dodge the many mopeds zipping through the narrow streets. Although the medina is part of Marrakech’s appeal, each restaurant seems to compete on its ability to help tourists escape the frenzy of it all. It’s not a surprise that my favorite vantage-point was from the terraces above. I did eat my favorite meal, which was a toss-up between the tagliatelle bolognese and the seafood spaghetti.
Jardin Majorelle was a treat, and I got a good laugh at the hoards of Chinese selfie-takers that poured in only half an hour after the doors opened. Needless to say, we left before the crowds could swallow us up.
