White Temple

Long Neck Village

Hot Sping

Chiang Rai

I took the evening coach from Seville, south of Spain, to Lisbon and reached the Sete Rios metro station at 5.30am where the trains were not in operation yet. I wondered around at the metro station like a strained stray dog in a foreign land for about an hour








Actually I have already booked a bed online while I was in Seville but that was given to another traveler as I did not check-in before midnight. This hostel has a good location where the bus stop is right in front of the entrance and the metro station is just a few minutes walk. The breakfast provided was good. Worth the stay!

























































While I was in the centre, I witnessed a pickpocketing scene. The young Asian man was so thrilled with the street magic performance and kept on taking pictures. I went behind the performer and tried to take pictures of the crowd and happened to see this middle age European lady standing behind the Asian man and putting her hand into the sling bag the man was carrying. She took out a wallet and passed it to another lady next to her. That lady slowly walked away.






















Welcome to the blue city of Chefchauen
You will see many shades of blue here
All of them are in different tones and hues
None of them are the same
The sky is blue, the sea is blue
The buildings are blue and the roads are also blue
Blue can soothe your soul
Blue can provide you comfort
Blue can also make you fall in love
I am already in love with Chefchauen









I checked into the Casa Khaldi Hotel which it not far from the entrance of the city. Hotels inside the city will cost more.














Blue, blue, my love is blue and I am in love with blue. Almost everything is in blue.
















































Finally, I managed to board the bus to Tanger despite it was more than an hour late.




From the desert area, I told the guide that I would want to go to Fes. He dropped me at a bus terminal gave me instructions to take the local bus. The rest of the people followed the bus back to Marrakesh .







It was an unforgettable 12 hours ride with locals brought chickens onto the bus. Finally, the bus arrived in Fes. This is a place that is surrounded by walls.


















I walked into the shopping aIley and was unable to come out; I got lost in the maze. I walked into a barber shop to have a hair cut and, at the same time, ask for directions to get out of the maze. After some walking, I still unable to get out of the alley. It was only after many tries of following the foot steps of the locals people, I found the exit.

















I visited the remarkable sights of the Chouara Tanneries and this is worth the trip to Fes.








The houses in Fes





I met up with these 2 boys who did not want to show their faces in the pictures.




The internet shows that the hotel is near the main entrance. When I arrived in Fes, I found that there are many entrances. I asked a young couple and they referred me to a middle age man. This man took me to his hotel saying that the hotel I have booked is already closed down. He wanted me to stay in his hotel but I refused and walked out. I asked another man and he helped me to call the hotel. Finally, the young lady from the hotel came to pick me up with a bicycle.




While waiting for the bus to my next destination, I had some food and drink at the bus terminal





