The thing I loved most about Essaouira, Morocco was watching my daughter play. It’s not that she had no other chance to play during our visit to the country; she’d already jumped from the ancient Roman walls in Volubillis and ridden a camel along the Atlantic Coast outside of Tangier. Yet in Essaouira she seemed the most free.

Running free in Essaouira.
She loved playing with and watching the myriad of cats who darted between chairs looking for scraps, as we sat eating a fresh seafood lunch in an open-air restaurant within view of the mighty Atlantic Ocean. She hopped waves with her pants pulled up on a blustery day as our travel companion Julie attempted to learn how to surf. And she scoured through the sea glass and something we began calling sea pottery as we strolled the coast just below the towering fortress walls, stopping to enjoy our front row seat for a dazzling sunset.
 For me it also held a family friendly atmosphere and it seemed we received the most readily available help here, finding directions or a meal in the town.
![Cats and seagulls were about my daughter took photos of in Essaouira.](//media-gadventures.global.ssl.fastly.net/media-server/dynamic/blogs/posts/peter-west-carey-100304-145117-3271.jpg[HTML_REMOVED]Cats and seagulls were about my daughter took photos of in Essaouira.[HTML_REMOVED]
My daughter is a teenager now and while she remains an awesome kid, she still wants to act like a teenager. That’s one reason I am glad I took her to Africa when she was only eight years old, for the chance to play and be a kid in a foreign land and to start learning from an early age that travel and other cultures, while at first seemingly odd and different, can be a fun and rewarding experience. And if you’ve travelled with younger children, you know how important it is to give them time to just play and be themselves while on the road.
As I said before, I have no statistics on the crime rate of Essaouira relevant to other cities in Morocco. I do know this is a place where Jimi Hendrix and Bob Marley chose to hang out when they wanted to relax and escape. I also know it is a place I felt safe not keeping a constant eye on my daughter as we wandered the shops. And I do know it is the city where we received the most help with broad smiles.
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![Essaouira's coast line.](//media-gadventures.global.ssl.fastly.net/media-server/dynamic/blogs/posts/peter-west-carey-100304-160507-3327[HTML_REMOVED]Essaouira's coast line.[HTML_REMOVED]
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Getting There
G Adventures runs the Morocco Family Adventure through out the year. We’re thrilled at the prospect of showing you this enchanting country as you’ve never seen it — check out our small group trips to Morocco here.