
7 Days
Tangier to Marrakech
Start where the ferries land and end in the red city. Between them: the blue streets of Chefchaouen, the medieval density of Fes, the long road south. Morocco unfolds in the direction it was meant to be crossed.
Your Route

Day 1
Tangier → Chefchaouen
A drive south from Tangier into the Rif Mountains to reach the blue town of Chefchaouen.

Day 2
Chefchaouen
Blue on blue on blue. Every surface painted—walls, steps, doorways, pots. The tradition started with Jewish refugees in the 1930s. No one remembers exactly why. The color just is now. You climb to the Spanish Mosque at sunset. The blue rooftops spread below. The Rif peaks watch. The town doesn't explain itself. Neither should you.

Day 3
Chefchaouen → Fes
South from the blue hills. The Rif releases you into golden plains. The road finds its rhythm—olive groves, small towns, the slow approach. Fes appears in its valley, wrapped in history so thick you can smell it. The maze awaits.

Day 4
Fes
Nine thousand alleys. The medina hasn't changed in a thousand years—same crafts, same quarters, same calls echoing off the walls. The tanneries still use pigeon dung. The brass workers still hammer by hand. You get lost. Everyone does. A boy leads you out for a coin. By evening, you've stopped trying to map it. The labyrinth is the point.

Day 5
Fes
Nine thousand alleys. The medina hasn't changed in a thousand years—same crafts, same quarters, same calls echoing off the walls. The tanneries still use pigeon dung. The brass workers still hammer by hand. You get lost. Everyone does. A boy leads you out for a coin. By evening, you've stopped trying to map it. The labyrinth is the point.

Day 6
Fes → Marrakech
A direct highway drive from Fes to Marrakech, covering the distance in approximately six hours.

Day 7
Marrakech
The souks spiral inward by specialty—leather, brass, carpets, spices. Each turn narrows. Bahia Palace holds its painted ceilings in afternoon shadow. The hammam strips you down to quiet. By evening, Jemaa el-Fna transforms. Smoke rises from a hundred grills. Storytellers gather crowds. The square has done this for centuries. It doesn't need your permission.
This journey is a starting point.
These itineraries aren't fixed. They're designed to bend. Add a day in the desert. Skip the city. Stay longer where something pulls you. This is your journey—we shape it around what matters to you.
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