🧳 Diary of a Wanderer: 3 Days in Chefchaouen, the Blue Maze
Travel Through My Senses 📖 Day 1 – The Color of Silence What I Saw: Blue. So much blue it didn’t feel real. The streets, the doors, even the flowerpots wore the sky. It was like walking inside a painting made only with indigo, turquoise, and light. What I Heard: Footsteps echoing on cobbled stones. The soft clatter of tea cups. And in the distance, the slow, melodic call to prayer rising over rooftops. What I Felt: Peace. Not the kind that comes from luxury, but from slowness . From not needing to hurry. 📖 Day 2 – A City of Whispers What I Smelled: Freshly baked bread. Earthy spices from market stalls. A whiff of orange blossom from a garden hidden behind blue walls. What I Tasted: A warm bowl of harira soup Sweet mint tea sipped on a terrace Creamy goat cheese on crusty bread Every bite felt like home in a strange place. What I Thought: “Why don’t I travel like this more often — with no plan, no goal… just curiosity?” 📖 Day 3 – Before I Leave Wh...
