For the first hour out of Marrakesh, driving through central Morocco, the visuals are unremarkable: a monotony of cactus-studded plains broken occasionally by a scruffy olive grove or a dusty roadside village. If there is a highlight on this first leg of the journey to the Atlantic coastal town of Essaouira, it is the stop at Sidi-Moktar, where the highway from Agadir in the south joins the route to Marrakesh. Here a vast plaza is edged with cafés and filled with trucks, buses, and taxis. The specialty is kefta—grilled, cumin-spiced meatballs, made from beef that can be selected from the adjacent butcher stalls and ground before your eyes as strolling carpet salesmen and shoeshine kids vie for your attention.
Beyond Sidi-Moktar, low table mountains start to appear on the horizon. Once you've crossed these, everything is different: green, hilly, and amazingly tidy. Shepherds—very young boys, very old men—dressed in hooded djellabas tend flocks of sheep and goats. Camels and donkeys graze side by side outside adobe villages. Neat stone fences surround elegant olive groves. Cows lie in fields of purple wildflowers. Soon the sea comes into view, then a dazzling village of white cubic buildings with blue doors and windows, more Mykonos than Morocco. At a roadside overlook, camel drivers offer photo ops, but the best view is of the city itself, rising alongside an enormous crescent-shaped beach and a sparkling bay, dotted with the bright sails of windsurfers and the parachutes of kite boarders.
With its strong breezes, Essaouira—which bills itself as Wind City, Africa—is one of the world's top windsurfing and kite boarding spots. This North African beach town has a lot going for it besides water sports, however. In recent years, the city has become a cultural center, a place where the calendar is studded with world-class music and arts events and where galleries show internationally known local artists. Meanwhile, the real estate market is booming, as savvy Moroccans—and Europeans who've tired of the scene in Marrakesh—buy and redo medina mansions, betting that Essaouira will be the next hot place in North Africa. All this is a far cry from my first visits here in the 1970's, when the town was basically just a day trip from Marrakesh, a good place to buy inlaid wooden boxes or woven baskets in a sweet small souk and dine on grilled sardines alfresco by a crumbling seawall.
Youth is a large part of the town's new spirit. "Essaouira is now fashionable among young Moroccans and the youth of the world," says antiques-shop owner and oral historian Miloud Ben Ahmed, a septuagenarian who was an extra in Orson Welles's Othello in the early 1950's. "This has always been a city of tolerance," he says. "It still is, and I think that attracts young people."
People like Amal and Maouna, cousins from Casablanca who run the hip Pizzeria Les Trois Portes, which is built within the ramparts of the medina. "At first we had some problems," Maouna says of their enterprise, a decidedly non-traditional one for two Muslim women, even in tolerant Essaouira. "People said some bad things—they think only men can take responsibility. But now they are adjusting."
These days, the main problems the cousins have are the normal ones associated with running a business. They'd like to build a roof terrace, for example, to compete with a rival café on the main square, but they have been refused a permit by the city because of their historic location. They were also disappointed when, in the spring of 2003, the Brad Pitt sword-and-sandals epic Troy, which was to have been shot in the area, was transferred to Malta and Mexico because of the Iraq war and a deadly terrorist attack in Casablanca. The incident affected film production and tourism, andshocked this moderate Muslim nation and longtime U.S. ally, whose popular young monarch, King Mohamed VI, has been aggressive in combating Morocco's Islamist radicals and has made a point of promoting tolerance and women's rights.
Some of the roots of Morocco's liberalism can be traced to the founding of Essaouira. Built in the 1760's by a visionary sultan, Sidi Mohamed Ben Abdallah, the city was one of the world's first free ports. Ben Abdallah commissioned a French architect for the design, using the European grid system for its streets rather than the haphazard layout of traditional Moroccan medinas. The sultan also invited the country's most prominent businessmen and tradespeople to relocate to Essaouira; many of them were Moroccan Jews, who at one point made up close to 50 percent of the city's population. Finally, Ben Abdallah invited European governments to set up consulates in what was to become a thriving port for the next 150 years. Eager for contact with the world, the sultan was the first head of state to officially recognize a newly formed country some 3,000 miles across the Atlantic: the United States of America.
Essaouira's glory years ended with the coming of the French, who, under the guise of making Morocco a protectorate, occupied and essentially colonized the country in 1912. They also built new ports—to the south at Agadir and to the north at Kenitra. No longer an important business center, Essaouira turned bohemian. Orson Welles shot much of his Othello here in the early 1950's, and director Julian Beck based his avant-garde Living Theater troupe here in the 1960's. Jimi Hendrix hung out at the same time: "Castles Made of Sand" is said to have been inspired by a ruined sultan's palace just south of the city. Indeed, the sixties saw Essaouira reign as an insider alternative to the hippie scene in Tangier, the much more famous Moroccan beach town to the north.
But when the hippie era waned, so did Essaouira's brief comeback. "In the 1970's and 80's, it was a city that was dying," says André Azoulay, an Essaouira native who is currently special adviser to King Mohamed VI. Azoulay, who is Jewish, was particularly concerned about his hometown's deteriorating infrastructure, including the houses of the old Jewish quarter, the Mellah, which were not only crumbling but literally falling into the sea.
"It was at that point that my wife and two of her friends wrote a book about the city of their childhood," says Azoulay, "in which they examined Essaouira's many dimensions. The book created a bit of a stir and we were able to form an association of people who loved the city and wanted to keep alive its very modern and lovely spirit of the co-existence of religions, cultures, and peoples from all over the world."
Thanks in part to these efforts, Essaouira began to enjoy a renaissance in the early 1990's. A master plan for the town's restoration, which came out of the Rio Conference on sustainable development, was implemented in 1992. In 2001, the city was declared a World Heritage Site by UNESCO. Today, while much still needs to be done, Essaouira looks better than it has in years. Most of its imposing ramparts have been restored, as have some of its abandoned consulates and old mansions. In all this, local people have been involved in decision-making as well as in the actual work, through programs that are training unemployed young people as artisans and restorers. (Essaouira's redevelopment plan has become a model for other cities in Morocco.) At the same time, the city has started to attract a new generation of aficionados, people beguiled by its vibrant life and art scene.
"I love it—it's the best place in the world," says Guy Bellinkx, who with his partner Ivo Grammet, a well-known collector of North African art, runs the five-apartment Riad Gyvo in a former customs warehouse in Essaouira's medina. The two expatriate Belgians discovered the town in the late 1970's, when they frequently traveled through southern Morocco and Mauritania in a camper van, in search of Berber and Judaic art. Finding Essaouira an ideal base for their wanderings—not to mention Bellinkx's windsurfing passion—they rented an apartment here in the 1980's in a building they wound up buying.
"We didn't think of turning it into a guesthouse at the time," Bellinkx says. "But right after we bought it, a series of storms damaged the property so badly that we had to restore everything. So we made apartments for our friends and family."
Since its official opening in 1998, Riad Gyvo, which is now one of a growing number of small medina houses turned hotels, has hosted everyone from windsurfers and backpackers to VIP's in the Moroccan government and the international art world. But for Bellinkx and Grammet, the joy of living in Essaouira has to do with the Souris (as the locals are known) themselves. "People here treat you like family," Bellinkx says. As much as he loves it, though, he adds, the place isn't for everyone. "Some people come here and say it's cold—it's windy. Clearly Essaouira is not part of their world." But for those who do fall under its spell, the town exerts a powerful pull. For André Azoulay, something as simple as sitting on the seawall to "watch the sunset and forget everything" can be a unique moment. For others, it's a quiet walk on the vast beach, passing the impromptu soccer matches, out to the dunes where hooded horseback riders offer bonjours and a shimmering lagoon is filled with birds. Or it's the plaintive calls of the gulls, which provide a constant sound track to visits here. Or poking among the monolithic slab graves, with their strange inscriptions, said to be Phoenician symbols of eternal life, in the ancient seaside Jewish cemetery.
"It's a place where time stops," Bellinkx says. "You can drive twenty miles out, but that's as far as you can go. Afterward you're unhappy. Essaouira is like a mirage; you dive in and get caught up in the illusion, and you can't get out anymore."
Danish art dealer Frederic Damgaard was first seduced by Essaouira when he visited it as an art student in 1969. He returned frequently, and eventually bought a house by the sea. He also started collecting works by locals, impressed by their visual boldness and strong connection with the place and its age-old traditions, which are Berber and, often, animist. Damgaard not only collected the art, he encouraged the artists, eventually exhibiting them in the gallery he set up in 1988 on the ground floor of a stone mansion just inside the city walls. Today, Galerie Damgaard is one of the town's cultural landmarks, known in European art circles as the home of the Essaouira school of painting.
"But it's wrong to call it a 'school,'" Damgaard says. "Because most of these people are from the countryside and are entirely self-taught. They have never been to any school—much less an art school."
In Damgaard's spacious gallery, the power and unbridled energy of everything on view is palpable. There are fabulous monsters depicted in the dot paintings of the brothers Hamou and Youssef Aït Tazarin; the folkloric signs and symbols exploding on the canvases of Fatima Ettalbi, who got her start decorating women's hands with henna; the whimsical desks and chests of Saïd Ouarzuz, with their outrageous polychrome finishes and their surprise drawers and openings.
Damgaard is not the only game in town. A block away, down a narrow cul-de-sac, a bearded Belgian, Michel de Saint-Maux, oversees Espace Othello, which features another stable of young Moroccans, including the acclaimed Mohamed Zouzaf, who does haunting works on animal skins. And up along the passageway known as La Skala, local artist Ahmed Harrouz runs the city's most unusual gallery, Atelier Le Bastion-Ouest, a skinny multi-level affair housed within a turret of the ancient ramparts.
Essaouira is also fast becoming one of Morocco's most important centers for music. Long a home to troupes of mystical Gnaoua musicians—descendants of former African slaves known for their throbbing percussive sounds and hypnotic chanting and dancing—Essaouira inaugurated its Gnaoua & World Music Festival in 1998. "People here have realized that the Gnaoua are something to be proud of," says festival director Neila Tazi. The festival, held annually in late June, now attracts some 300,000 fans—from visiting Moroccans, many of whom camp out on the beach, to international music heavyweights such as Paul Simon.
Essaouira's newest annual event is the Festival of the Atlantic Andalusias, which debuted last October. Although its main emphasis is on music—Sephardic love songs, Arabic violin suites, Gypsy dances, flamenco rock, even Mexican folk music—the event features seminars and art exhibitions demonstrating the Andalusian contribution to the cultures ofSpain, North Africa, and Latin America.
"Essaouira is the ideal city for this event," says Oumama Aouad Lahrech, a professor of Andalusian studies at the university in Rabat, "because it was founded to be shared by people of many cultures and religions—Jews, Muslims, Christians, Arabs, and Berbers."
While many in Essaouira are rediscovering their past, 21-year-old kite-surfing champion Soufiane Hamaini embodies the future. A surfer since he was in grade school, the blond, dreadlocked Hamaini first encountered kite surfing in 1999, when the young sport's second international championship was held in Essaouira.
"It's incredible," Hamaini says. "You don't just jump—you fly. Sometimes I'm in the air for seven seconds. You feel like a bird. Big freedom. Really big freedom." Last year, Hamaini trained in the kite- surfing center of Tarifa, Spain, and traveled abroad to international competitions. Recently, he's been doing publicity and photo shoots for his new sponsors—a U.S. kite company, a Spanish board maker, and a major Moroccan cell-phone operation. Despite all the excitement, Hamaini remains a devoted Essaouiran. "I've traveled all over Morocco and now Spain and Brazil," he says. "And there's nowhere like Essaouira. It's a theater. I sit in a café and have a coffee and I look around at everyone—and I have another coffee and I don't want to leave. We're all a big family here."
In the end, perhaps the essence of Essaouira's character is the sense of peace and harmony the city projects. "Essaouira is a light shining in the darkness," says André Azoulay of his hometown. "For the uncertainty of the times in which we are unfortunately living, Essaouira is a good answer."
Richard Alleman is a frequent contributor to Travel + Leisure.
Essaouira is a two-hour drive from Marrakesh (a taxi costs $70, one way) and five hours from Casablanca. As of press time, the U.S. State Department had no travel warnings specific to Morocco in effect, but it has cautioned travelers to North Africa about the threat of terrorism in the region.
WHERE TO STAY
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3 RUE MOHAMED BEN MESSAOUD; 212-44/475-102; www.riadgyvo.com
Charming riad (four doubles, three junior suites) on the edge of the seawall; wonderful views.
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2 RUE SOUSS; 212-44/475-346; www.darloulema.com
First and best known of Essaouira's riad hotels; 20 rooms and suites within four restored 18th-century medina mansions.
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10 RUE ABDELLAH BEN YASSINE; 212-44/476-147
Heure Bleue Palais
Just-opened, 35-room luxury hotel within a former customs house in the Old Town.
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Big, modern, and attractive 117-room hotel across from the beach.
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BLVD. MOHAMED V; 212-44/479-000; www.sofitel.com
Glorious compound of elegant villas amid beautiful gardens, a few miles south of Essaouira.
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WHERE TO EAT
Pizzeria Les Trois Portes
DINNER FOR TWO $22
34 RUE LATTARINE; 212-66/784-171
Hip French-Moroccan restaurant on the main town square. The rooftop terrace is a prime dining spot on sunny days.
DINNER FOR TWO $40
2 RUE SKALA; 212-44/476-407
Chalet de la Plage
Legendary restaurant with a choice beachside location; excellent grilled fish.
DINNER FOR TWO $22
BLVD. MOHAMED V; 212-44/475-972
Galerie Frederic Damgaard
AVE. OQBA BEN NAFIAA; 212-44/784-446
9 RUE MOHAMED LAIIACHI; 212-44/475-095
Atelier Le Bastion-Ouest
RUE SKALA; 212-64/024-300
WIND- AND KITE-SURFING
Magic Fun Afrika
BLVD. MOHAMED V; 212-44/473-856
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