My previous trips to Morocco has brought me new-found experiences and insights of Berbers and Moroccan cultures. It’s not all about the hustle and bustle, and maze-like souks in Marrakech, the quiet seaside resort town in Essaouira, nor the beautiful decorative riads. It’s about the cultural experience, explore the unexplored you’d be amazed to find something unique and take the memorable experience with you back home. Having visited Marrakech, Essaouira, Rabat and Casablanca with Morocco Tourist Board in the previous year and before, I was thirsty for more and hungry for more. And there you ago again my third trip to Morocco! This time in Dakhla.
Explore the unexplored. Dakhla, in deep south of the Western Sahara.
The word Dakhla sounded like a rare fruit twinning with Durian fruit. You don’t know what to expect whether you like the taste and flavor or not, it’s a good idea to try out something new and judge it later. With 180 plus European journalists, travel writers, bloggers, media folks aboard a special plane from Paris to deep south of vast desert-administered region, 5.5 hours of endless flying across the vast land of dry paradise until we reached Dakhla’s very own mini airport. We were going to spend 48 hours in the rarely-explored part of town in hope it would attract tourists in the future coming years ahead.
Where is Dakhla by the way? If you look at Google map, the peninsula is shaped like a proud cordyceps ready to rule the Atlantic Coast. Dakhla is known for its fishing industry and centre for aquatic sports – kitesurfing, windsurfing and surf casting. None of those extreme water sports seem to watch my infant level, I’m terrified of water sports let alone diving.
It has taken me half a day to fall under the spell of Dakhla’s charm. The hues of pastel pinks, sandy-beige and hint of accent cyan blue on cube-shaped buildings and numerous shops, retro vehicles blast from the past, cloudless blue skies and calmness from the sea, women covered in colourful gowns and men in clean white robes (some in modern western attires), gentle breeze from the sea, call to prayer at nearby mosque, spotted a barely used Spanish cathedral with its own beautiful garden near the empty square, friendly passersby, a little nosy browse at a well known artisan workshops possibly ancient, and outdoor souks with peculiar merchandise and interesting abundance. This town has so much character in its own right it’s inspiring.
Stay tuned for part 2!
Kit Lee was a guest of Morocco Tourist Board.