Moulay Idriss and Volubilis

This past weekend we were planning on doing a day hike in the famed Middle Atlas cedar forests around Azrou, about ten minutes south of Ifrane. The hikes are said to be quite beautiful AND there is a good chance of bumping into groups of barbary apes foraging about. Who wouldn't want to see apes foraging? I've been e-mailing a guide in Azrou, but his prices for an overnight trek (staying with "nomads") was a little spendy, so we were considering just wandering for a day on our own. So, since he works for a Guide Association in Azrou and wants to advertise the region, I mailed him again for some dayhike information, and he sent me some details. However, he also recommended we watch out for shepherd dogs ... not sure what that meant, but, coupled with the idea of taking a grand taxi to Azrou and trying to find a trail head, our excitement waned slightly. And our friends Misty and Julia were over for dinner Friday, and Julia recommended we go the next weekend (i.e. tomorrow) IN HER CAR to a cool trail in the forest that SHE'S ALREADY WALKED, so we scrapped our dayhike fantasies.

The plans promptly changed to a trip to the nearby Roman (yes, the ones from Italy) ruins of Volubilis and the pilgrimage town of Moulay Idriss just north of Meknes. Lilting French was put into play to reserve a room in Moulay Idriss, then Sam, Misty and I caught a grand taxi to Meknes. Next was a harrowing twenty minute grand taxi ride to Moulay Idriss and a very confusing search amongst the VERY narrow streets (donkeys and pedestrians only) to find our maison, essentially a house converted to a hotel. We actually ended up asking a young man for help, and he took us on a circuitous path we could never repeat right to the place. The hotel was really cool and tranquil, there was only one other person staying there and the owner was soft-spoken and friendly. We ended up having a tagine dinner that night at an intimate table outside our room, sat and chatted there with mint tea until late, and had breakfast there as well, successfully avoiding too much evening interaction in Manville. (Moulay Idriss is a small town and is thus a little more traditional = lots of men out at night, not many women). Our hotelier was not around when we wanted a coffee, so I walked to a cafe in the center, asked for three coffees and the dude gave me three glasses and a tray and asked me to bring them back when I was done!

Moulay Idriss was a very picturesque town built on a steep hillside and surrounded by mountains. The buildings were white washed and reminded us a bit of the Greek island of Santorini. The town is home to the mausoleum of Moulay Idriss, one of the first great rulers of Morocco. This mausoleum is a holy pilgrimage site, and supposedly five trips here is equal to one haj to Mecca for Muslims. The entrance and courtyard of the mausoleum were visible on our walk uphill to our hotel, but non-Muslims were not allowed past the front gate. I WAS able to get a picture of the green tile roof of the mausoleum by standing precariously on a wall on the roof of our hotel.

Right after we checked into our hotel, we went back to the grand taxi lot and caught a ride to the Volubilis ruins about 4 km down the road. The place was really cool, out in the middle of the gorgeous countryside. Views back to Moulay Idriss were very nice as well. There was a tour group or two when we first got there, but the place was big enough to feel like we had it to ourselves to some degree. That is, except for the shepherds and sheep wandering amongst the ruins ... can you imagine the number of gates and guards around a similar site in Europe or the States? We had a couple of hours to wander and got to see sunset from Volubilis.

Many people who have been to Volubilis from Ifrane get there by renting a grand taxi all the way from Ifrane and then having the driver wait around for them, a fairly costly endeavor, plus you have someone limiting the amount of time you can spend at the site. So, our approach was nice in that we had until closing to hang out. However, we had not arranged transport back to Moulay Idriss and planned on walking if there were no taxis around. There were no taxis or any other type of transport (car, bus, donkey) around when we left after dark. So, we had a nice hour walk back with dusky views of the mountains, punctuated by a couple dives from the road to avoid the insane drivers on the curvy road. But, we made it back safe and sound for our scheduled tagine. Check out the pictures: Moulay Idriss and Volubilis.