Morocco - A Chaotic Paradise (Part 1)

When I booked my trip to Morocco, I had only a few notions in mind: good surf, good food and a drastic cultural change from my humdrum winter in England. It was a bonus that landing in Agadir only took a four-hour flight from London, but what I came to discover during my 12-day trip was far more than what I expected.

My girlfriend, Grace, and I first arrived in Taghazout, a small fishing village in the south west of Morocco. It was originally inhabited by the Berber people, who used the village to store their fishing equipment, as they preferred to reside in the foothills surrounding the village. With the ever-growing presence of the Spanish in the 19tth century, the village expanded with factories, mosques, and housing for the Berber people. Fishing for seafood is their main form of income (followed by the production of Argan oil,) with a rich current of fish and shellfish swept to their shores by the mass of the Atlantic Ocean. But the ocean has provided another form of income for this tight-knit community of humble residents -- the Dirham brought by surfers.

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