Essaouira, Morocco — The wind has always been in chargeEssaouira, Morocco — The wind has always been in chargeEssaouira, Morocco — The wind has always been in chargeEssaouira, Morocco — The wind has always been in charge

Destination · Morocco

Essaouira, Morocco

The wind has always been in charge

A walled Atlantic port where trade winds, three empires, and a stubborn blue-and-white palette have conspired to make something unlike anywhere else in Morocco.

10 chapters ahead

Climate

Cool and windy year-round — the alizé trade wind keeps summers from getting hot and winters from getting truly cold, but it never really stops blowing

Best season

April to May or October — the wind eases slightly, the Gnaoua crowds are gone or not yet arrived, and the light on the ramparts is at its most useful

Atmosphere

  • coastal
  • urban-midsize
  • small-town
  • old-world
  • colonial-layered
  • spiritual
  • artsy
  • literary
  • walkable
  • maritime
  • arid

The chapters

10 ways to get lost here

Essaouira harbor blue boats

Chapter 01

The wind decides everything here

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Essaouira fish market grill smoke

Chapter 02

Grilled sardines, standing, no menu

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Essaouira medina straight street

Chapter 03

A medina you can actually breathe in

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Essaouira blue door white wall

Chapter 04

Blue, white, and nothing else

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Essaouira Portuguese ramparts cannons

Chapter 05

Three empires passed through and left

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Gnaoua festival musicians stage crowd

Chapter 06

Four days in June, then silence

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Essaouira art gallery medina

Chapter 07

The hippies came and some never left

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Essaouira ramparts sunset people

Chapter 08

The wind keeps the crowds moving

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Essaouira carved wooden door facade

Chapter 09

Essaouira and Zanzibar: wind-built island twins

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Asilah medina painted murals walls

Chapter 10

Asilah does this quieter, further north

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Keep wandering

You’ve finished Essaouira. Where next?

Pull a thread at random, fall into the world map, or step back to the front door for the latest dispatches.

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