So now I understand what Tomas and I have been “in training” for: Our trip to Chefchaouen – the Blue City.
Here is the link to the original Moroccan Stairmaster post. http://wp.me/p2BC2S-G3
Everyone told us how beautiful The Blue City was and that once we got there, we wouldn’t want to come back but I don’t remember anyone emphasizing how rigorous it would be to navigate once we got there
BELIEVE ME – IT’S A WORKOUT!
Chefchaouen pronounced: chef (like a cook) show (like ow in “cow” or “now”) en (as in “then.”) This city of about 35,000 is inland an hour and a half from us through the steep, rugged mountains flanking the Oued Laou Valley.
Tomas and I decided to take a get-away and explore this ancient Berber city that was not even seen by non-Muslims until 1926. In other words, this city has remained relatively true to its pristine origins and I will have much more to say about that in a future post.
This post is to make the point that all the stair climbing and walking we have been doing in Aouchtam paid off within the first couple of hours in Chefchaouen, because there are no motor vehicles permitted within the walls of the old city and the streets resemble an old medieval town, cobbled and steep. There are also thousands of stairs of random height, and of course, no street signs to make the process of finding your way any faster.
So by the time we had hiked about to find a hotel with a bathtub that was also in our price range (never did) we had expended the equivalent of several days’ worth of energy.
We’ve graduated to Moroccan Stairmaster – Advanced Level. Enjoy these photographic fruits of our workout.
Blessings from Chefchaouen.