Morocco - Time, Texture, & a Rooftop in Essaouira

Morocco had lingered on our list for years—one of those places that pulls you in with its textures, histories, and contradictions. We finally made the trip, touching down in Rabat and a train to Fes, a city as layered as it is alive. Having previously walked the ancient corridors of Aleppo, Syria and Sanaa, Yemen, Fes felt like a continuation of that personal thread—Arab cities that carry the memory of centuries in their walls.

From there, a flight to Marrakesh and a long drive west brought us to Essaouira, a breezy, fortified city on the Atlantic coast. We stayed just outside the medina at the stunning Le Jardin des Douars — the kind of place that invites you to exhale slowly. Essaouira felt like a completely different Morocco: windswept, relaxed, and rhythmic in its own way.