Afternoon in Asilah, Morocco
December 29th, 2020
After yesterday’s drive, today we’re in Asilah on the coast of Morocco. Behind the fortress walls, a sleepy town basks in the sunlight — it looks a little bit Greek, a little bit Spanish and entirely Moroccan with its Berber wares and pointy leather shoes. (Oh, how I wish I had brought a pair home.)
Asilah is a canvas of white, embellished with arched doorways, ironwork and swaths of color along every path through the medina. Painted walls and murals show the artistry the town is known for since the inception of Asilah’s art festival in the 1970s. The festival created an identity for the town, while also generating interest and income from tourists.
Along the fortress wall Sidi Mansour mausoleum can be seen from the jetty, its gravesites marked with decorative tiles worn and torn by the Atlantic weather. The fishing boats have returned for the day but a lone fisherman keeps at it in the surf outside the fortress wall.
With the view from here on a sunny day, it’s easy to see why Asilah has been a coveted outpost for centuries. Such an enviable seaside location would make watching for pirates a little bit more enjoyable.
More from Morocco tomorrow,
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