Exploring the Historic Heart of Moulay Idriss with Family

Whispers of History as We Say Goodbye

Today marked the final chapter of our family's Moroccan adventure in the enchanting region of Moulay Idriss. With a mix of nostalgia and gratitude, we set out to explore the last few treasures this historic town had to offer. The air was thick with the scent of spices and the echoes of ancient stories, a fitting farewell to a place that had captured our hearts.

Our day began with a hearty breakfast at Cafe restaurant ain zwawk مقهى و مطعم عين زواق. The name might be a mouthful, but the flavors were simple and satisfying. Sipping on strong, sweet coffee while Nilton devoured his pastries, I felt a pang of sadness knowing this was our last morning in Moulay Idriss. Francisca, ever the optimist, reminded us that every ending is just a new beginning, and that we had a treasure trove of memories to take back home to Lisbon.

Fueled and ready, we ventured towards Dar El-Makhzen, a place that had been shrouded in a bit of mystery for me. As a tour guide in Lisbon, I'm used to unraveling historical complexities, but Morocco's history felt different, more layered and nuanced. Dar El-Makhzen, I learned, was once a center of power, a place where sultans and leaders made decisions that shaped the region. Though we couldn't enter, the imposing exterior and the stories our guide shared painted a vivid picture of its past glory. It was fascinating to imagine the bustling activity that once filled its courtyards, the hushed whispers of advisors, and the grand pronouncements that echoed through its halls.

Next on our itinerary was Heri es-Souani, and what a stark contrast it presented! From the seat of power to what was once a granary and stable, this site offered a glimpse into the practical side of Moroccan history. What struck me most was the sheer scale of the structure. The massive granaries, designed to store vast quantities of grain, spoke volumes about the ambitions and resourcefulness of the rulers who commissioned them. Walking through the cool, dim corridors, I could almost hear the echoes of workers bustling about, their hands busy with the task of feeding a kingdom.

Nilton, of course, was more interested in the stables. He imagined brave steeds and valiant knights, regaling us with tales of daring adventures. It reminded me of the stories I used to tell him about the knights of Cabo Verde, blending our heritage with the new experiences we were sharing. Francisca, ever the pragmatist, marveled at the architectural ingenuity, pointing out the clever ventilation systems and the sturdy construction that had withstood the test of time.

Lunch at Restaurant Moulay Idriss was a delightful affair. We savored traditional Moroccan dishes, the flavors dancing on our tongues. Tajine, couscous, and fresh salads – each bite was a celebration of the local cuisine. It was a moment to reflect on our culinary journey through Morocco, from the bustling markets of Fez to the cozy restaurants of Moulay Idriss. I made a mental note to try and recreate some of these dishes back in Lisbon, hoping to bring a taste of Morocco back home with us.

As the afternoon sun began to dip, we found ourselves drawn to the vibrant atmosphere of DAR INES MOULAY IDRISS ZERHOUN. While not a bar in the traditional sense, this place offered a unique opportunity to soak in the local culture and enjoy some refreshing mint tea. Sipping on the sweet, aromatic brew, we watched as locals gathered to chat and laugh, their voices blending into a harmonious symphony of Moroccan life. It was a perfect way to unwind and savor our last moments in this charming town.

Sometimes, the true essence of a place isn't found in its grand monuments, but in the quiet corners where everyday life unfolds.

For our farewell dinner, we chose Al Andaloussiya Diyafa, a restaurant known for its traditional Moroccan hospitality. The ambiance was warm and inviting, the décor a beautiful blend of old-world charm and modern elegance. As we feasted on a final spread of Moroccan delicacies, we shared our favorite memories from the trip. Nilton recounted his camel ride in the Sahara with wide-eyed enthusiasm, Francisca reminisced about the intricate tilework in the mosques of Fez, and I spoke of the profound sense of connection I felt to the history and culture of this remarkable country. It was a bittersweet moment, filled with laughter, gratitude, and a tinge of sadness that our adventure was coming to an end.

As I reflect on our time in Moulay Idriss, I'm struck by the way this small town managed to weave its way into our hearts. It wasn't just the stunning landscapes or the ancient monuments, but the warmth and generosity of the people that truly made this trip special. From the friendly vendors in the market to the knowledgeable guides who shared their stories, everyone we met left a lasting impression on us.

I think back to my work as a tour guide in Lisbon, and how I strive to connect people with the city's history, especially its African influences. This trip to Morocco has given me a new perspective, a deeper understanding of the cultural ties that bind us. I'm eager to share these insights with my tour groups, to paint a richer, more nuanced picture of Lisbon's past and present.

Francisca, ever the practical one, is already planning how she can incorporate Moroccan patterns and designs into her embroidery work. She envisions a new line of clothing that blends traditional Portuguese styles with the vibrant colors and intricate motifs of Morocco. It's a testament to her creativity and her ability to find inspiration in every corner of the world.

And Nilton? Well, he's already asking when we can go back to Morocco. He's fascinated by the language, the food, and the culture. I can see this trip sparking a lifelong curiosity in him, a desire to explore and learn about the world. As a parent, there's nothing more I could ask for.

Our journey through the Moulay Idriss Region has been an experience that we will treasure forever. It was an immersion into a world where history whispers from every stone, where culture thrives in every interaction, and where the simple act of sharing a meal can forge lasting connections. As we prepare to leave, I know that a part of us will always remain in this magical place.

This trip also made me think about my own roots. Growing up in Tarrafal, Cabo Verde, I was surrounded by a rich tapestry of traditions and stories. Moving to Lisbon opened my eyes to a new world, but it also made me appreciate the unique heritage that shaped me. Exploring Morocco, with its blend of African, Arab, and European influences, felt like coming full circle. It reminded me of the importance of preserving and celebrating our cultural identities, of sharing our stories with the world.

As we bid farewell to Moulay Idriss, I'm filled with a sense of gratitude. Gratitude for the opportunity to experience this incredible place with my family, gratitude for the lessons we learned, and gratitude for the memories we created. This trip has not only enriched our lives but has also strengthened the bonds that tie us together. And as we look ahead to our return to Lisbon, we know that we carry a piece of Moulay Idriss with us, a reminder of the beauty, the history, and the humanity that connects us all.

Our time in Morocco comes to an end, but the memories will last a lifetime. From the vibrant souks of Fez to the serene landscapes of Moulay Idriss, this journey has been a tapestry of experiences that have enriched our lives in countless ways. As we prepare to board our flight back to Lisbon, I can't help but feel a sense of accomplishment, knowing that we have not only explored a new destination but have also deepened our connection as a family.

Looking ahead, I'm excited to share our adventures with my readers on Evendo. I hope that our stories will inspire others to step outside their comfort zones, to embrace new cultures, and to create their own unforgettable memories. And who knows, maybe our journey will even inspire someone to visit Moulay Idriss and experience the magic of this historic town for themselves.

As I sign off for now, I want to thank you for joining us on this incredible adventure. It's been a pleasure sharing our experiences with you, and I hope that our paths will cross again soon. Until then, keep exploring, keep learning, and keep creating memories that will last a lifetime.

And so, with a final sip of mint tea and a heartfelt goodbye to the enchanting region of Moulay Idriss, we embark on our journey back to Lisbon, our hearts full of cherished memories and a newfound appreciation for the beauty and diversity of our world.