Last summer, I took my first solo trip to Africa, landing in Casablanca with no expectations other than a sense of curiosity. Some destinations surprise you. Morocco completely captivated me...

From the moment I arrived in Casablanca, I felt incredibly welcome. The people were so warm that some even spoke to me in Arabic as if I belonged there already—which still makes me laugh. Between sipping fresh mint tea, wandering through spice-filled markets, watching camels on the beach, and chasing the most beautiful sunsets, I quickly understood why so many people fall in love with Morocco.





Hassan II Mosque
One place I will never forget is the Hassan II Mosque. Standing right on the edge of the Atlantic Ocean, it’s one of the largest mosques in the world and home to the tallest minaret on Earth. What many travelers don’t know is that it’s also one of the few mosques in Morocco open to non-Muslim visitors. Hearing the waves beneath the building while admiring its incredible architecture is something photos simply can’t capture.










One afternoon, I found myself in the middle of the Atlantic, learning how to surf. The waves kept knocking me down over and over again. Every time I stood up, I fell again. Then I laughed, climbed back onto the board, and tried one more time. Life feels surprisingly similar.
Sometimes you need the waves to knock you down before you learn how strong you really are.
After what turned out to be the most perfect surfing lesson, I sat on the beach watching the sun disappear into the ocean—and without even realizing it, tears started rolling down my face. Not because I was sad, but because I felt completely, overwhelmingly happy.
Looking back, I don’t think solo travel is about proving you can do everything on your own. It’s about meeting yourself without distractions.



Morocco also reminded me that travel is about more than ticking places off a list. It’s about stepping into someone else’s culture with respect, embracing different traditions, and staying curious. As a solo female traveler, I felt relatively safe, and respecting the local customs—especially when it came to clothing—made me appreciate the country even more.
Looking back, I didn’t just discover a beautiful destination. I discovered a country full of kindness, history, incredible architecture, endless ocean views, and moments I’ll carry with me forever.
I have a feeling this was only the beginning of my love for Africa.







