The blue of Chefchaouen

For a totally different pace, in the Rif mountains lays Chefchaouen. Although the temperature today reached 50C (and I'm still alive!!!) the blue of the village seemed to keep the place cool.... This place feels like it's stuck in a time warp of some time period I'm totally unaware of, not moving anywhere in particular but I love it.


A few gorgeous doorways:






The passages through the village all look the same:








Rugs for sale:


A familiar sight: