Sometimes called the Blue City. You will soon see why.

The Rif Mountains on the way to Chefchaouen from Tangier. It’s about a two hour drive.
Up in the mountains there are several water reservoirs and dams.
A wide view of Chefchaouen – the blue city.
The whole city is on a mountain side. If you aren’t willing to go up and down, you won’t see much.
Everywhere you aim the camera, it captures something worth seeing.
For some reason this picture just wouldn’t turn 90 degrees.
The blue city way of going up and down.
Art around every corner.
Doors, doorways, entrances, the narrow pathways, the exterior walls. So many shades of blue to white.
Much of the city of Chefchaouen is a work of art. Every surface. Inside and out. It is a joy to see.
No two doors alike.
Makes you curious about what is behind all these beautiful doors.
More fancy doors.
Typical passageway
A woodworking shop.
One of the hundreds of artist-residents at work.
Pigments for sale. What color do you imagine they sell the most of?
A small souvenir shop in Chefchaouen.
Rugs!
Slippers!
More stuff for tourists.
A jewelry display window.
More merchandise on the street for sale.
I think I see Charlotte in the mirror taking the picture.
Closeup of the previous picture. Charlotte loves to take pictures of what we call ‘textures’.
This merchant knew several languages and would have made a sale if we were any kind of normal tourists. But we aren’t. We are travelers and don’t buy unnecessary stuff we have to haul around.
Many beautiful decorative doors throughout the city.
Turtles for sale in the marketplace.
Part of the wall surrounding the oldest part of the city. They were used in defense of the city five centuries ago.
Morocco stopped building these defensive walls five centuries ago. Same with China. They are useless against modern types of invasion. Why is the USA still in the middle ages when it comes to walls?
Standing alone on a hill above the city.
Wow. I couldn’t see with the naked eye that these were women. We watched them work on a very hot day hauling these huge loads of straw across several large fields and then pitchforking the load onto these big piles. Trip after trip most of the afternoon. Wow.
Us with the driver we hired for the day.
Leaving Chefchaouen and heading up to the coast. A group of young men. Ready for a bit of a swim on a warm summer day.
As we drove north along the eastern coast of Morocco we come upon Cueta at the end of a spit of land. It is one of two cities on this side of the Mediterranean that still belong to Spain.
Part of the Rif Mountains at the northern end of Morocco.
All along the hills by the Rif Mountains are modern wind generators.
There is a huge port complex about a 30 minute drive east of Tangier. Huge cargo ships with over a thousand semi-truck size containers are loaded and unloaded here.