First episode in Morocco! We enter Morocco illegally... We set foot on a new continent with Falkor! 10 months after our departure from Switzerland we are happy to finally feel a real change of scenery! This change of scenery that feels good, this smell of the unknown that hits all our senses and makes you want to go on an adventure! / -At the exit of the ferry, another check before arriving in the city. A customs officer asks us to open our aluminum suitcases but decides not to carry out a full search when he sees our exuberant pyramid. He still slips in the fateful question: “you have a drone” which we are quick to deny… / -And there we are, we are in Morocco! We are on the African continent, we are in Tangier! It’s our 299th day of travel and what better way to celebrate this new hundred days on the road than to completely change scenery, continent, culture, language! ./ -We decide to leave the city quite quickly and make a quick stop in Tetouan to find a sim card. / -Departure from Martil, we decide to take the RN16, the famous road which runs along the coast. We drive for 1 hour and stop at Oued Laou for a lunch break, but not only that… / - Elise guides us through the Talassemtane park. We drive to Akchour then Chefchauen in a setting that literally makes our jaws drop for more than an hour. / - Arriving in Chefchauen we are immediately under the charm of this historic city perched on a hill and surrounded by mountains. / -We find Élise on the central square of the Kasbah and let's set off to discover the blue city. / -The next day we decide to retrace our steps a little by trying an alternative route through the mountains. It goes up super super steep but the view of the valley is once again to die for. / - After 30 minutes of driving we arrived in Akchour, we parked our motorbike and went hiking to discover its waterfalls, gorges, rivers and magnificent viewpoints (and atypical terraces). / -The water is translucent and many bars are set up to drink mint tea with your feet in the water. We walk for an hour alone, then accompanied by a young local. The climax of the hike: the bridge of God at the end of the gorge. The spot is perfect to celebrate with our first Moroccan mint tea. / - Back in the afternoon in Chefchauen we go to stretch our legs again by climbing to the top of the Andalusian mosque which overlooks the town. The view for sunset is magnificent and if you are there, don't miss this scenic spot. / -The next morning, we soak up this magical city one last time and then set off again towards the South.
FALCOR, SWITZERLAND
Well, here we are.
We're filling a new continent with Falcor.
Ten months after our departure from Switzerland,
we are happy to finally feel a real out-of-townership.
This out-of-townership that feels good,
this smell of strangers that whips all our senses
and makes you want to go on an adventure.
At the exit of the ferry, new checks before arriving in the city.
A customs officer asks us to open our suitcases in aluminum,
but gives up the complete search,
seeing our pyramid exuberant.
He still slides the fateful question.
Do you have a drone?
That we are in a hurry to deny.
We are not in Morocco to break the laws
or to fly with our drones everywhere,
but as we do not know if we will ever go through Tangier again,
we prefer a little lie that allows us to keep our things.
As they say, a half-forgiven lie.
Sorry, Mr. Customs.
And here we are, we are in Morocco.
We are on the African continent, we are in Tangier.
It is our 299th day of travel,
and what better way to celebrate this new hundred days on the road
than to completely change the scenery,
the continent, the culture and the language.
As usual, we have not planned anything,
and so, as usual, we are going to make a totally random choice
by pointing on the map a seaside that looks nice.
We decide to leave the city quite quickly
and we make a quick stop in Tetouan to find a SIM card.
The kindness and servility of Moroccans is incredible.
Barely arrived, we come to talk to us
to give us advice or guide us.
In short, we find our SIM card, 210 rams, that is 20 euros,
for a month with 40 GB of internet,
5 hours of calls and unlimited social networks.
And we continue our road towards the small seaside town of Martil.
We discover the seaside and the surroundings of the city
and we are really not under the charm,
but above all, tired of the day.
We stop on the side of the road
and there, we make our first mistake in Morocco.
Our brains, overwhelmed by the heat,
decide to book a night on an Airbnb without comment.
We ask if the motorcycle can be parked in a safe place
and we are told that yes.
Private parking, secure, no problem.
Ok, we book a night to give us time to visit the surroundings.
There, we are told to contact a person to give us the keys.
The person is not available,
but after 20 minutes of waiting, another person comes.
We follow her in the small streets
and there, two other people arrive.
They then tell us that we have to pay the apartment in cash now.
We refuse, because it's really not the way to work at Airbnb.
Then follows 20 minutes of negotiation and explanation
to make them understand that they will be paid automatically by the platform
once the stay is made.
Difficult for them to understand this obscure principle,
but finally, here we are in the apartment.
You will have understood, Martil will not be a heart attack for us.
We will just take advantage of this first drop point
to discover the authentic Medina of Tetouan
and to zone in the surroundings.
At the departure of Martil, we decide to take the RN16,
the famous road that crosses the coast.
And we can say that we are not disappointed.
It goes up, it goes down, it zigzags
and the view of the Mediterranean is magnificent.
We drive for an hour and we land in Oued Lahou
for a lunch break, but not only.
We quietly sip our orange juice
when suddenly we hear a mechanical thunder
coming from afar and tearing the calm of the beach.
Elise from the channel Elise Lola, the escaped one,
landed in Morocco the day before
and we are so happy to meet her
and to chat with a passionate person like her.
We get to know each other
and we decide to take a little road together
to Chefchaouen.
This is the second time she has been to Morocco by motorcycle,
so she guides us through the park of Tala Semtan.
We drive to Akchour, then Chefchaouen,
in a scenery that literally takes our jaws off
for more than an hour.
As usual in this kind of case, place to images!
Arriving in Chefchaouen,
we are fascinated by this historic city
perched on a hill and surrounded by mountains.
We find a parking lot near the Medina
and we unload our valiant stretcher.
Nata goes on the lookout
and comes back 10 minutes later with a big smile.
I follow her through the streets of the Medina
and we literally find ourselves in a scenery
worthy of a thousand and one night tales.
The room we had reserved is not available,
but we have been upgraded to an apartment.
We find Elise in the central square of the Casbah
and let's go to discover the blue city.
The blue city of Akchour
Losing our way in these valleys,
a young man calls us and invites us to follow him
in one of the oldest mosques in the city.
He shares with us with his heart
some information about Islam.
We are touched to be able to share this moment with him.
It is already time to leave Elise,
but we are sure that our paths will cross again on the road.
The next day, we decide to come back a little on our feet
by trying an alternative route through the mountains.
It goes up super steep,
but the view of the valley is once again to fall.
After 30 minutes on the road,
we have arrived in Akchour.
We warm up our bodies and go hiking
to discover these waterfalls, gorges, rivers
and magnificent views.
The water is translucent
and many bars are arranged
to drink a mint tea, feet in the water.
We walk for an hour alone,
then accompanied by a young local.
The climax of the hike,
the bridge of God, at the end of the gorge.
We have arrived at the bridge of God!
The spot is perfect to celebrate this
with our Moroccan mint tea.
Back in the afternoon in Chefchaouen,
we go again to warm up our legs
by climbing to the top of the Andalusian mosque
which overlooks the city.
The view for sunset is magnificent
and if you are there,
don't miss this scenic spot.
What did we do?
We put essential oil of the avalanche
on the saddle so that the cats don't scratch us.
There are cats that came the other night
and they made little holes everywhere.
So our friend is so nice
and he puts us in a blanket
so that it doesn't destroy my body.
Thank you very much!
The next morning,
we take a last look at this magical city
then we set off for the south.
The last little things.
We still didn't manage to do more than one.
What is good in Medina
is that you get out of the apartment
it's beautiful and you have an incredible view
but after...
you have to recharge everything.
