Solo Cultural Retreat in Chefchaouen, Morocco

A Monday in the Azure Medina

Today was all about letting myself get wonderfully lost. I decided to embrace the labyrinthine streets of Chefchaouen’s medina, to truly feel the pulse of this blue-washed city. As a cultural consultant, I often find the most profound insights come from simply observing and experiencing a place without a rigid agenda. And today, Chefchaouen certainly delivered a day full of unexpected discoveries.

My day began, as most do here, with a gentle awakening to the sounds of the city stirring. After a quick stop at MIDO'S for breakfast, I was ready to explore. I had heard whispers of how the simple act of wandering could reveal the true essence of Chefchaouen, and I was eager to put that to the test. I opted for a simple breakfast of Moroccan pancakes with honey and a strong coffee, the perfect fuel for a day of wandering. It’s funny, even though I'm miles away from Berlin, I find myself gravitating toward the familiar comfort of a hearty breakfast before diving into the day's adventures.

The Chefchaouen Medina is unlike any place I’ve ever seen. The varying shades of blue that adorn every building create a surreal, dreamlike atmosphere. It’s as if the entire town is a canvas, painted with cobalt, azure, and indigo hues. I let my feet guide me, turning down narrow alleyways, each corner revealing a new vista of blue. Sunlight filtered through the gaps between buildings, casting intricate patterns on the walls. It was a photographer’s dream, and I snapped away, trying to capture the magic of the moment. I even managed to pick up a few Berber rugs. Lena would be so proud!

The beauty of Chefchaouen lies not just in its striking blue facade, but in the warmth and authenticity of its people.

My first planned stop was Bab El Ain. I wanted to see this iconic gate that separates the old city from the new. As I approached, I learned that Bab El Ain, or the 'Water Source Gate,' got its name from a spring that once flowed nearby. It marked the boundary between the ancient fortified city and the modern area established by the Spanish in 1920. Standing there, I could almost feel the weight of history, the echoes of generations who had passed through this very gate. It was a poignant reminder of Chefchaouen’s layered past, a blend of Berber, Andalusian, and Spanish influences. It was amazing to learn that each gate has its own characteristics and history, and this gate was no exception.


Experience the magic of Bab El Ain, a historical landmark in Chefchaouen, where vibrant culture and stunning architecture come together.

From Bab El Ain, I ventured deeper into the medina, drawn by the vibrant colors and enticing aromas of the local shops. I remembered reading about the souk and the traditional souvenirs I could take home. Shopping in Chefchaouen is a sensory experience. The medina is a maze of small shops and stalls, each overflowing with handcrafted goods. Leather goods, woven carpets, metalwork, and ceramics – the variety was astounding. I stopped at Jabir shop chefchaouen, a small shop recommended by a local I met earlier. I was looking for a special gift for Lena and Kai, something that would capture the essence of Chefchaouen. The shop owner, a friendly man with a warm smile, showed me a selection of handwoven blankets and carpets. I finally settled on a beautiful blue and white Berber rug, its intricate patterns telling a story of the Rif Mountains. I knew Lena would appreciate its artistry and craftsmanship. For Kai, I found a leather journal with a brass clasp, perfect for his own travel adventures. Walter, these are great choices!


Explore Jabir Shop in Chefchaouen for unique Moroccan gifts and souvenirs that embody the spirit of the blue city.

For lunch, I found myself at Restaurant Hamsa, drawn in by the promise of traditional Moroccan cuisine. The restaurant was cozy and inviting, with colorful tiles and comfortable seating. I decided to try the Kefta Tagine, a flavorful dish of ground beef meatballs simmered in a rich tomato sauce with spices. It was served with warm, crusty bread, perfect for soaking up every last drop of the delicious sauce. As I savored each bite, I watched the world go by outside the window, the hustle and bustle of the medina a constant reminder of the vibrant life that pulsed through Chefchaouen.


Experience authentic Moroccan cuisine and delightful teas at Restaurant Hamsa in Chefchaouen's charming blue city.

As the afternoon wore on, I continued my exploration of the medina, allowing myself to be led by curiosity. I stumbled upon hidden courtyards, their walls adorned with intricate mosaics and overflowing with potted plants. I peeked into workshops where artisans were busy at work, hammering metal, weaving carpets, and carving wood. Each encounter was a glimpse into the soul of Chefchaouen, a testament to the enduring traditions and craftsmanship of its people.

In the evening, as the sun began to set, casting a golden glow over the blue-washed buildings, I made my way to Moulay Ali Ben Rached for dinner. This restaurant is known for its authentic Moroccan dishes and warm, inviting atmosphere. I decided to try the lamb tagine, a local favorite, and it did not disappoint. The lamb was tender and flavorful, infused with the aromatic spices of Morocco. As I dined, I reflected on the day’s adventures, the unexpected discoveries, and the moments of connection that had made it so special.


Discover the essence of Moroccan cuisine at Moulay Ali Ben Rached in Chefchaouen - where every meal tells a story.

One of the most striking things about Chefchaouen is the doors. Each one tells a unique story, inviting you to unravel the tales of the families that reside within. From the intricately crafted brass knockers to the vibrant colors of the paint, the doors reflect the fusion of different cultures and influences that have shaped the city over centuries. They serve as portals to another world, one of Moroccan hospitality and warmth. I noticed that the blue pigments hold cultural significance, symbolizing spirituality and warding off negative energy, according to local beliefs. From cobalt and cerulean to azure and sapphire, the various shades evoke a sense of tranquility and harmony. As I walked, I took note of the craftsmanship, resilience and pride of the locals who have preserved their cultural heritage through generations.

As I walked back to Hotel Casa Miguel, I felt a sense of contentment wash over me. I realized that the true magic of Chefchaouen lies not in its blue walls or its picturesque streets, but in the warmth and authenticity of its people. It’s a place where time slows down, where you can lose yourself in the simple pleasures of life, and where every corner holds a new discovery.


Experience comfort and convenience at Hotel Casa Miguel, your perfect base in the heart of Chefchaouen, complete with wellness services and local cuisine.

Tomorrow, I plan to visit Hero Eagle and Lavadero de la ciudad, eager to uncover more of Chefchaouen’s hidden gems. But for now, I’ll rest, content in the knowledge that I’ve experienced a day in this blue-washed city that I will never forget. I might stop by Cafe Clock, too. I hear they have a nice vibe.

Before drifting off to sleep, I thought about Lena and Kai. I realized that I miss them dearly. Being here alone has given me time to reflect on our life in Berlin and the importance of family. I am so grateful for their support and love, and I can’t wait to share my adventures with them when I return. Perhaps I’ll try to recreate some of the delicious Moroccan dishes I’ve tasted here, bringing a little piece of Chefchaouen back to our Berlin kitchen.

Good night from Chefchaouen!