Tetouan, with some 300 000 inhabitants is one of the royal cities, it means there is a official royal palace… In the morning I spend more than an hour crawling the labyrinth of the narrow lanes of medina. Finally one of the old city gates took me to the big square with picturesque palms – Place Hassan II. The gate of the palace, guarded by n
many soldiers and policemen was on the right. Is the king there?
From this place to the west elegant pedestrian street named after king Mohammed V leaded me to the next place with big Spanish church. This quarter is a Spanish quarter. Few people remember that northern part of Morocco till 1956 was Spanish protectorate…
OK, along the city walls I went to the little Lovers Park – but no lovers there in the morning and later -to the imposing bus station. Ticket to Tangier cost me only 15 dirhams and this was 1,5 h ride between the rolling hills. So I am in cosmopolitan Tangier, staying in the old Pension Safari from 1908… I was always dreaming of beeing here…
