Essaouira is a small seaside city on the edges of the
Atlantic, highly influence by fishing, tourism, and a fluxing artist community.
They say that the Carthaginians under Hanno visited the area. And if that wasn’t
reason enough to visit…
Wide, sandy beaches stretch along the cost, smoothed by gentle
surf off the Atlantic. Unfortunately, even in June, the water remains somewhat
chilly. These beaches offer unusual dangers and attractions: besides
windsailing, it’s possible to ride a horse, ATV, or camel along the beach, a
picturesque way to break up the monotony of a day at the beach; unfortunately,
horses and camels litter the beach in a manner that can be unpleasant for the
unshod pedestrian.
One of the particular charms of the city, however, is the port.
Located in the midst of old fortifications, a small port, used mainly for
fishing, holds hundreds of small fishing trawlers and boats. Locals bustle
about, repairing nets, stocking ships, and cutting and preparing fish. A
burgeoning seafood market spreads along the harbor. Fish gleam in the light,
even at night their scales showing brilliant silver in the artificial port
lights. Overhead seagulls soar and swoop, fighting over cast off fish bits. And
the stench… well, it isn’t exactly aromatic.
Essaouira also has artistic pretensions—with an annual music
festival at the end of June and, apparently, something of an artistic
community. Neither of which I can evaluate, but the quality of the woodwork—highly
elaborate and decorative—was the best I’ve seen outside of southern Germany.
But all things considered, there were boats and camels in the
same city. Hard to top that combination.
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