‘Swindled in Morocco: How local scammers literally stole money from my hands’

Sep 18, 2020
The stunning blue streets of Chefchaouen, Morocco. Source: Getty

After driving ourselves around Spain for three weeks, we decided to take the less stressful option in Morocco – so we hired a driver through Authentic Morocco. This company also booked all our accommodation for the nine-day tour, which we were able to customise to our interests. I was keen to fully immerse myself in the old Morocco, complete with stays in Riads in medinas (old towns), rather than in western style hotels. And, of course, hubby wanted to try and fit in a game of golf or two.

Our arrival by ferry from Algeciras, Spain, was a little unsettling, since we expected to disembark in the port of Tangier, just a short walk from our chosen hotel. However the ferry docked in the new Tanger-Med port 40 kilometres away and we were then transferred to the city by bus. We had been warned about tour guides touting for business with newly arrived tourists and they certainly were in our face the moment we stepped down from the bus. However, we were so disoriented and had no idea if we were anywhere near our hotel, we allowed one guide to lead us to the hotel just to be safe.

Hotel Continental
The gorgeous interior at the Hotel Continental. Source: Liz Sier

The Hotel Continental’s big claim to fame was that Winston Churchill and various famous writers, musicians and artists had stayed there. Five minutes from the old port and in the heart of the medina, this now faded 19th century building is classed as a National Heritage site. The decor is typically Arabic – tables, lamps and rugs in that style in all rooms and hallways while traditional mosaic tiles, cedar marquetry ceilings and huge chandeliers decorate public areas. Views of the sea or the medina can be seen from all of the rooms and lounges, while several terraces also have stunning views. Once we had settled a bit we obtained a map from the concierge and decided to navigate the old medina on our own.

Tangier, founded in the 5th century BC, has an old area as well as a new section of the city. It is a cosmopolitan city, due to its location on the Straits of Gibraltar, its status as an International Zone in the mid-20th century, and its role as a major trading and tourist port. Although Arabic is the most commonly spoken language, French is also widely spoken, since Morocco was formerly a French colony, as well as Spanish and some English. Further south I would need to rely on my French to communicate with the locals.

Stopping to check the map frequently really marked us out as easy targets. Mistake number one – soon we were trying to fend off another “guide” who would not take no for an answer. We kept telling him we would manage on our own, but he walked alongside us anyway telling us various snippets of information and recommending shops to stop at along the way. He obviously wanted us to buy something so he could earn a kick-back. Eventually we had had enough of this, so asked him to show us a restaurant where we could stop for dinner. Once we were settled at a table, he sat with the owner at another, waiting for us to finish. We told the owner we did not want him to wait, but the guide wouldn’t leave us until we got out our wallets. That was mistake number two. Both hubby and I opened wallets at the same time to find a small note to get rid of him. This was our first transaction with Moroccan Dirham, so we were not sure what to choose. He reached over, grabbed both 100DH notes from our hands and took off! We later calculated we had paid him the equivalent of AU$25!

Tangier at night
Tangier at night. Source: Liz Sier

That was not a good introduction to Morocco, but it taught us first-hand how to be careful for the rest of the trip. As the sun set the crowds came out to wander around the shops and restaurants. At last we were left to ourselves to mingle among them.

Next morning we were met at the hotel by our driver who would follow the route we had chosen. The first stop two hours away was in the town of Chefchaouen, known as the ‘blue town’, about 110km southeast of Tangier. Set in the Rif Mountains, this pretty town is famous for its medina of striking blue houses with red tiled roofs, key-hole shaped doorways and tiled passages winding throughout.

Founded in 1471 as a consequence of the expulsion of Muslims and Jews from Spain, Chefchaouen is dominated by the 15th century Great Mosque with its unusual octagonal minaret, and the old Kasbah (fortress) facing Plaza Uta el-Hammam. The other side of the square has cafes and outdoor seating in the shade of spreading trees, where we took our lunch.

We wandered aimlessly through the winding streets of the medina admiring the blue buildings and stopping to check out shops along the way. It was not busy and shopkeepers were more laid-back than in Tangier. Winding up back in the main square, we decided to visit the Kasbah, now restored as a museum displaying regional artefacts and an art gallery. In the centre of the Kasbah the garden was like an oasis in the heat, with access to the towers which provided stunning views over the city.

Chefchaouen from the Kasbah.
Chefchaouen from the Kasbah. Source: Liz Sier

Our accommodation was in the Riad Casa Hassan, which was our first experience of this type of dwelling. Basically, riad means garden, so these houses enclose a central open-roofed courtyard complete with pools or fountains, trees and potted plants. This allows cooling breezes to waft in to the upstairs rooms through centre facing windows and balconies. Happily for us, these restored riads also have air conditioning! As well as this private outdoor living area, alcoves off the courtyard serve as lounge and dining areas, where we were welcomed with mint tea or had our breakfast.

The outsides of these houses are often unremarkable, plain, windowless walls barely distinct from the one next door, although in Chefchaouen, blue paint, at least halfway up the walls, is de riguer. The distinctive features are the shape of the doorways and the huge doors with their rivet patterns, decorative painting and ceramic tiles.

Inside the front door of a riad there is a small ante chamber where guests are received before being allowed into the courtyard. This was designed to allow the women of the household to quickly retire to a private room if they were not wearing the prescribed modest vestments (Djellabas) for meeting outsiders. Moroccan custom frowns upon the exposure of bare arms and legs in public, although tourists are allowed some leeway in the extreme heat in the cities. While many women also wear headscarves, these are not really required, but are more often seen in more conservative country regions. Although about two-thirds of the population are Sunni Muslims, almost one third belong to no particular Islamic group. The branch of Sunni Islam in Morocco is less restrictive than in other Islamic countries.

The Blue Town was a sight to behold
The Blue Town was a sight to behold. Source: Liz Sier

Our riad owners also operated a restaurant nearby, so we were eager to try the local food. There was the customary, welcoming mint tea, followed by a traditional pie called a chicken pastilla. The flaky pastry was light and flavoursome, with a roasted almond, cinnamon, egg and chicken filling. But the strangest thing for us was that the top was dusted with icing sugar! And it was fantastic! Next we were keen to try an authentic tagine, with chicken, olives, carrots and potatoes as the main ingredients. It was very spicy with Chermoula marinade (garlic, ginger, cumin, saffron, pepper and coriander in olive oil), and preserved lemon. This was all served with a bowl of steaming hot couscous. It was such a great introduction to Moroccan cooking.

Accustomed to drinking wine with our meals, we missed the addition – something we would have to get used to in this Muslim country. Fresh fruit rounded off the meal.

This had been a wonderful start to our road trip. Our driver would collect us next morning and we looked forward to spending a couple of nights in our next destination – Fes – another day, another blog! From there the next stops were Meknes, Rabat and Casablanca, and then on to Marrakech. Here we would have a free day without a guide while hubby played golf, and then a new driver would take us south-east towards the desert to Ouarzazate, the town made wealthy by the film studios based there. Near there, we were booked to stay in a converted Kasbah or fortress. Finally we would fly out of Marrakesh to make the return journey by plane to Madrid, Amsterdam, Kuala Lumpur and finally home to Melbourne.

Sue's sassy!

She became a member of Starts at 60 and got access to amazing travel deals, free masterclasses, exclusive news and features and hot member discounts!

And she entered to win a $10K trip for four people to Norfolk Island in 2021. Join now, it’s free to become a member. Members get more.

email

Have you visited Morocco?

Please sign in to post a comment.
Retrieving conversation…
Stories that matter
Emails delivered daily
Sign up