I’m blue daba dee daba dieeeeee.
Just a little background music to set the stage for ya.
My last day in Morocco on my school trip was spent in Chefchaouen, aka “The Blue City.” Take a wild guess as to why it’s called that.
Yep, the whole city is blue! Pretty much every building and door were painted blue in the section of the city we explored. Some of the streets and stairs were blue too. Even the cats were blue! Okay that ones a lie. I wish though.
We walked through the city for about an hour and a half with our tour guide, who I’m pretty sure was just taking us to the most picturesque parts of the city. I think he’s dealt with a lot of Americans before. Us Americans certainly love our pictures.
Chefchaouen is a city high up in the mountains and is very green and lush, definitely not what I was expecting in Morocco. This city seemed less modern and more closed off from the outside world, which gave it a cool, authentic feel to it.
According to our tour guide, all of the buildings were painted blue to ward off mosquitos. Not really sure about the science behind that… Maybe mosquitos really hate the color blue? It also helps keep the buildings cool in the summer, which makes more sense to me.
The city was beautiful, and is definitely a must see if you’re in Morocco. I don’t think there’s any city like it in the rest of the world. I felt like I was part of a blue fairy tale.