The city, sitting at the base of the Ras Mountains, was founded as a fortress against the Portuguese in 1471. Shortly after, it received an influx of Jews and Moors expelled from Spain as a result of the Decree of Andalus at the climax of the Reconquista. Some attribute the blues of the city to the Jews who associated the color with heaven. Some say it was a protection against mosquitos.

It’s a laid back place, maybe due to its other claim to fame as Morocco’s kef (marijuana) capital.

We arrive at our hotel, Dar Eschchaouen, in the evening, too late to explore the city that twinkles below, but the next morning we get what we’ve come for — immersion in blue.

Nothing quite prepares you for your entry into Chefchaouen’s medina.

 

 

 

 

 

Our guide is full of stories as we walk the narrow streets – including about his favorite client — Barrak Obama– with whom he says he keeps up an email correspondence.

 

 

 

Its blues make a perfect backdrop for the crafts displayed against them.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Known for its leather and woolen cloth, every turn is a temptation, a photo-op,  and a new feast for the eyes.