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After riding a camel in Egypt three years ago, I said never again. Then I found myself astride a camel during a recent trip to Morocco. To my surprise, it proved a much better experience.
The Morocco camels were smaller and nicer (at least they didn’t spit). I sat on an oval-doughnut, padded-top saddle over the camel’s one hump — a definite improvement over Egypt’s camel saddles. And our group’s ride over the Sahara desert sand was a smooth walk compared to Egypt’s rocky-sandy terrain. So maybe I will ride a camel again…

That camel ride was one cultural experience of many on my Road Scholar tour of Morocco. My small group of 28 also stayed in a Sahara camp one night and explored the fascinating medinas of Fes, Marrakesh and Chefchaouen. We gained insight into Morocco’s Sunni Muslim culture and visited the one mosque of approximately 45,000 mosques in Morocco that allows non-Muslims to enter.
We learned about traditional tangine cooking and watched Berber women make couscous. We had the opportunity to ask them questions about their lives — and they asked us about ours in return — through our guide/interpreter. We also had excellent speakers during the tour who addressed Morocco’s Arab and Berber (Amazigh) heritage and the history behind the country’s constitutional monarchy.
Morocco is an intriguing country hugging North Africa’s western shoulder. It looks north to Spain and Portugal across the Mediterranean Sea and Atlantic Ocean. In the third-largest city of Tangier, we gazed just nine miles across the Strait of Gibraltar to see Spain.
Morocco was a protectorate (colony) of France and Spain from 1912-1956, so it also reflects European influence, especially in today’s capital of Rabat. Interesting historical note: Morocco was the first country to recognize the fledgling United States in 1777 by opening its ports to American ships, likely to ward off European threats. A formal diplomatic Treaty of Peace and Friendship was signed in 1786.
Morocco’s medinas offer the best glimpse into the country’s ancient traditions and current trades. A medina is a medieval walled town, today surrounded by a modern city. The medina contains mosques, schools, homes and souks — covered and open-air marketplaces. Here we walked through a labyrinth of streets and alleys to see an amazing array of spices, dates, vegetables, bread, meats, fish, fabrics, crafts and household goods.
The Medina of Fes is a UNESCO World Heritage Site, dating back to the 9th century. It is one of the most extensive and best conserved medinas in the world, with about 9,600 streets and alleys – possibly the largest car-free area in the world. We walked through amazingly narrow alleyways and emerged into a kaleidoscope of colorful street markets. One distinctive Fes trade is leather processing and dyeing. We got a birds-eye view of the tanneries’ dyeing vats and then browsed for beautiful leather apparel.
Marrakesh’s medina is also a UNESCO World Heritage Site, centered around the huge Jemaa el-Fna square. At one side is the landmark minaret of the 12th-century Koutoubia Mosque. The square bustles with souks selling traditional textiles, pottery, crafts and jewelry. Colorfully dressed garrabs (water men) sell cups of water from their goat-skin bags. But the legendary snake charmers are the highlight, performing with cobras and other snakes for a fee.
Both Marrakesh and Fes were once capitals of Moroccan dynasties and today are major cities. Chefchaouen in the Rif Mountains is a small hillside town with a quieter medina ascending steep cobbled lanes. Known as the “Blue City” for its blue-washed buildings, Chefchaouen also offers good hiking in the surrounding hills.
Beyond medinas, my tour visited historic sites such as the Mausoleum of King Mohammed V and adjacent 12th-century Hassan Tower, the symbol of Rabat. In Marrakesh we toured the 19th-century Bahia Palace, decorated with stunning stucco carvings and mosaic tiles. It was built by sultan’s grand vizir for his four wives and 24 concubines.
Near Fes, we explored the ruins of Volubilis, once a large Roman city between 40 and 285 AD. Now a UNESCO World Heritage Site, Volubilis has exceptionally well-preserved mosaic floors in house foundations, plus a basilica, temple and triumphal arch.
A cultural highlight was the Pierre Bergé Museum of Berber Arts inside the Jardin Majorelle in Marrakesh. It showcases more than 600 traditional Berber artifacts, textiles and jewelry collected by Pierre Bergé and Yves Saint Laurent, who lived there. This complemented what we learned on the tour: that 27-35% of Morocco’s population is officially Berber, out of more than 38 million people total. However, they call themselves Amazigh rather than the European term, Berber.
Amazingly, the Amazigh had no written language until one was created in 2004. In 2011 Amazigh became an official language of Morocco, along with Arabic. There are three dialects of Amazigh and more than 100 Amazigh tribes in Morocco.
Two other special experiences on this tour included a guided walk through the Hassi Labied Oasis and driving over the High Atlas Mountains. The summit at Col du Tichka is 7,415 feet, with sweeping views.
Concluding our tour in Casa Blanca, we visited the Hassan II Mosque – built in 1993 specifically as a mosque that non-Muslims can enter to better understand Islamic worship. It is the second-largest mosque in Africa and 14th largest in the world. Built on Casa Blanca’s seawall overlooking the ocean, the mosque can accommodate 25,000 worshipers inside and 80,000 outside on its huge plaza during religious holidays.
— By Julie Gangler


















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I am thrilled to read another article by Julie Gangler. She brings me to places I would never get to myself. Her article on Morocco was so informative I did more research on my own. Truly I always want to travel more after reading. She brings tidbits that other travel writers miss.
Fortunate to have such an excellent writer available to us.
Thank you Julie! Very informative story and pictures about a culture so removed from our own relatively short history. I am curious what questions the Berber woman asked you about your lives.
Thank you for sharing your exotic traveling experience with us.
The three women asked us mainly 1) if we had children and how old 2) why we came to Morocco. None of them had traveled far from their village or outside Morocco, so they had a hard time understanding why we would travel there. One woman said she had a son now living in France and so hoped to visit him there — which would be a quantum leap in her life experiences at that point. The other two women had no desire to venture beyond their village/Morocco.
Sorry to take so long to reply, but I returned from Morocco and then left for a trip to Chile within 4 weeks.
Thank you for answering my inquiry.
Asking about your children before anything else says a lot about their culture.
Family first absolutely.
I would imagine a story about Chile is forthcoming!
Thank you Julie, happy trails.
I’m looking forward to your story about Chile Julie!
Thanks Julie! Our 3-week trip has several of your same experiences. We have been there twice and after the first short visit for 3 days, we had to go back. Morocco created memories we will always be thankful for. Thanks for sharing your experiences.
This story brought back many memories for me. In 1954 I was based in Germany as a fire control technician with a Royal Canadian Air Force F-86 Sabre squadron. During that year we spent a couple of weeks at a French air base in Rabat French Morocco, as it was known then, to conduct air gunnery exercises. Visiting with the locals, that we called A-rabs, was quite an experience. We’d hold on to our hats and wallets and they would steal your glasses; we’d see a newspaper that we wanted to buy and when we got around to looking at what they gave us we’d see that it was many months old. We traveled to Casablanca to see a bull fight and witnessed 7 bulls being slain that Sunday afternoon. I was only 19 at the time – too young for anything to really bother me. I’m glad that I got to go there.