INTO THE RED CITY
On the way to Marrakesh is a stop in Ifrane,
a mountain resort built by the French in 1929 as a colonial retreat that is also known as Little Switzerland. Due to its elevation, the town experiences snow during the winter and maintains a cool climate during the summer. Ifrane is also the place where the lowest temperature was ever recorded in Africa in 1935. Its quiet streets make for a marked difference from the hussle and bussle of Fez.
I snap a few photos
at our next stop while unsuccessfully searching for prepackaged ice cream. While it is not a long drive it is a windy one through the Middle Atlas mountains and I am thankful that I have never suffered from motion sickness. As the day continues, I pass more time during the drive taking more bus photos.
After getting settled into the hotel, I take a few photos from my balcony.
In the morning I strech my legs by walking a few blocks around the hotel. I notice that there are many more Europeans in Marrakesh than I found in Fez and the streets, though just as full of traffic, are certainly wider. The city also has a more Western feel than Fez.