Chefchaouen

The weekend of the 24th Mairym, Vallen, Andrew, Cara and me went to Chefchaouen. Its a cutsy touristy nook in the north. This town is lodged in a mountain and has a lot of Spanish influence. Here, Moroccans of course speak darja, Arabic, Spanish and French. The town is known for its white and blues of buildings, stores and doors which makes the town adorable. We relaxed at Pension Castellana which was a nice open-roofed hotel despite the bitter cold at times. We did major souk shopping throughout the medina and explored the town. We had tea at a painter's shop where we bought original pieces painted with the characteristic chaouen blue and also we had tea at a carpet store where Andrew suddenly needed 4 carpets in his life and Cara and I bought these beautiful cactus silk spreads, which will be perfect sheets for the summer. Another thing of note is that everyone tries to sell you hash. But the town has good pastries and fruit salad. In Spain, there was some sort of holiday because we saw a lot of Spanish tourists. While shopping, I watched an old (i'm talking white hair) couple negotiate to buy a shisha (hooka) and then get ripped off...haha. It was cute they really wanted a shisha. I wanna be old and cute like that. It was a cute, relaxing, European-ny weekend despite me getting the poops after. i'm sure you wanted to know that...