Hello Hive community!
Today, I'd like to take you along on a walk I recently did in my home town of Meknes. In the Avenue Rwamzine and the narrow streets of the medina, a real journey back in time, to the heart of history and daily life.
It was a slightly overcast morning, but there was no rain. The air was perfect for a leisurely stroll. I arrived at Avenue Rwamzine, a wide avenue lined with palm trees and ochre walls that look as if they've just been painted. It's one of the main arteries running along the old city walls. I felt a real sense of calm as I wandered through this peaceful district. There was a gentleness in the air, and the red flags of Morocco were waving in the wind everywhere. At the moment, Meknes is decked out in red and green, because it's the 17th International Agricultural Show. You can see it on every street corner, it's a really great atmosphere!
I stopped in front of an ancient monumental gate, majestic and imposing, a vestige of the glorious times of the Alaouite dynasty. The ramparts of Meknes alone tell the story of several centuries of history. They date mainly from the reign of Moulay Ismaïl in the 17th century, when Meknes was chosen as the imperial capital.
As I continued my walk, I came across a few street vendors with their little improvised stalls. This area, it has to be said, is all on a slope, a bit like climbing a small mountain. It takes a bit of effort to get up there, and your legs get a bit hot, but in the end, it feels good... a bit of gentle exercise that you don't even realise you're doing. All around me, slender palm trees, ancient lampposts that seem to have stepped out of time, and walls whose paint is slowly fading over the years. There was something real and authentic about the whole setting...
Then I left the main avenue to go deeper into the bowels of the medina. And there was a change of scenery! I found myself in a maze of narrow streets lined with adobe houses, craft shops, carved wooden doors and hanging lanterns. Some of the streets were busy, others almost silent. I was struck by the contrast.
I took the time to observe the details: the traditional wooden balconies, the old-fashioned signs, the little book stalls, the cabinet-making workshops. And, of course, the unique atmosphere of the Moroccan medinas, with the smell of wood, leather and sometimes a good tajine simmering behind a half-open door.
When I looked up, I saw the minaret of an old mosque, all in green zellige, towering over the surrounding rooftops. This kind of detail always reminds me of just how spiritual and traditional this city is. One of the things I love most about the medina is the sense of timelessness. You can come across children playing, old people chatting on benches, women shopping and tourists who are lost but curious.
At the end of my walk, I went out into an alleyway and found myself in front of the majestic Bab Mansour gate! I stood on the pavement for a moment, looking at the people, the walls, the trees, breathing in this city that I love so much.
Thank you for sharing this moment with me. I hope you enjoyed this walk. See you soon for a new discovery and a new visit!
I'm Redwan from Morocco ! I've always had a passion for travelling and discovery. Nothing gives me greater pleasure than exploring new places, whether historical, archaeological or in the heart of nature. Through my blogs, you can discover the hidden gems of Morocco, whether you want to admire the fascinating architecture of a historic site, delve into the legends surrounding an archaeological site, or simply marvel at the beauty of Moroccan nature!
I took all the photos with my own Redmi Note 11 smartphone, and edited them on canva !
