A year ago I traveled to Morocco, and it was wonderful for so many reasons. Primarily, because my journey to track down the address of my deceased birth father brought so much more than I was expecting. I’m still dreaming about when I can return someday.
While traveling in Morocco, I spent time in three different cities: Fez, Chefchaouen, and Tangier.
My first stop was Fez, where I hired a local guide to take me around the ancient medina (which is a North African walled town with gates). We saw lots of felines, and my guide explained that Fez has cats instead of rats.
I know which of the two I’d prefer!
After Fez, I traveled by bus to Chefchaouen.
“Chefchaouen” means “look at the peaks” in Arabic. That’s because of its location in the Rif mountains, where you can look at the peaks!
It’s also known as the “Blue Pearl of Morocco,” and for good reason. The houses and walls of the medina are painted vibrant shades of blue. And if that weren’t cool enough — they’ve got cats, too!
After Chefchaouen, I went to Tangier.
And guess what? Yep, I encountered more cats!
I’m still not sure how to feel about all the strays I saw in the streets of Morocco. While some were fed scraps in the markets, others looked a little worse for wear.
Cats of Tangier, super-busy grooming themselves while ignoring the sea view.
Portuguese, Swiss, and Turkish cats up next! 😻 Click page four for more!