A few weeks ago I was invited to go on a day trip to a nearby village with some new friends in town I had made. It was by far one of the best days I’ve had in Morocco so far.
The village is tucked much deeper into the mountains than my own community, and we twisted and turned through the narrow two-lane road early on a quiet Sunday morning. As we approached closer to our destination I could feel the cool mountain breeze on my face, a welcome relief after weeks of unrelenting scorching temperatures.
The van stopped in a little valley between the mountains filled with beautiful trees. We unloaded and spread our blankets under a wide argon tree.
The rest of the day was full of laughter, exploring the valley and getting to know new friends. I have been discovering that no Moroccan event is complete without a large spread of food or a music jam session – and this occasion was no different.
After we packed up for the day, we walked through the village and met a man who taught me how an olive press works! It is the first step in the olive oil process, and the olives are placed on a large cement surface. Then a large circular cement object is rolled over the olives in a clockwise motion in order to crush the olives. After that, the crushed olives are collected and brought to another contraption to catch all of the juices inside. I would really like to learn about the rest of the olive oil process someday in the future!
Here are some pictures from the rieHla! I can’t express enough how much I love living in this region. xx
Other Moroccan beauties I’ve wandered through: Volubilis