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.






















