We have always had a special relationship with Morocco; it may be because it was the first non-European country visited, but it immediately amazed and made people fall in love.
We have visited it on several occasions, always feeling at home, fascinated by this world so close geographically but also so far away.

Leaving the Atlas Mountains, you are immediately on the edge of the Sahara, and the landscape becomes relaxed.
Small villages of low houses, and dromedaries to enjoy the little shade available.

Near Tinghir and the Todra canyon, it is possible to climb the Atlas Mountains for beautiful hikes. The weather is very variable, depending not only on the disturbances but also on the sand raised by the winds of the Sahara.
The trails are well marked, although on some occasions a GPS would not go badly. You have the opportunity to visit small villages inhabited by poor people, and enjoy total silence.

An intertwining of ochre-colored walls climbs the hill under a clear sky: this is the medina of Fez, one of the most fascinating and suspended places in time in Morocco. In the image, the old houses overlap like an irregular mosaic, illuminated by a warm light that enhances the raw textures of the facades. The green roofs of the mosques sprout from among the agglomeration, while antennas and contemporary details blend naturally with the centuries-old architecture.

The structures seem to live and breathe, bringing with them the echo of centuries of history, merchants, artisans and pilgrims. You can feel the authentic soul of Fès el-Bali, the oldest part of the city, a labyrinth that preserves the fragrances of spices, traditional shops and voices that intertwine in the alleys.

This view perfectly captures the essence of the medina: a place where past and present coexist, where every wall tells a story and every perspective invites you to get lost and be surprised.