The debate about how a woman from the western world is to clothe herself while traveling in the Moslem Kingdom of Morocco continues. I want to be respectful and also comfortable as the temperatures hover close to 90 degrees Fahrenheit. Cover your elbows, advises one friend. Another says, elbows are okay, just don’t show forearms or cleavage. Another tells me to wear a long skirt or dress and cover your ankles. Don’t worry, ankles are okay, says one more, it’s not Saudi Arabia, you just don’t want to wear short shorts. At my stage of maturity, that would not be my thing. Today, I am in the serious pre-packing thinking stage of open suitcase and clothes on the bed.
Sunday, September 15 is departure day. I am traveling with my friend Judith Reitman-Texier who has been to Morocco many times for her company La Bedouine argan oil skin care and lifestyle. Her wise counsel is priceless and her planning even more so. Jude, also a published journalist, invited me to come with her as she writes reviews of 5-star Marrakech riads for travel magazines and sources product for her business. My role is to photograph and document all. Of course, the textiles are what draws me there!
Morocco Packing Notes
- wide-brimmed hat
- no open-toe shoes
- long linen dress
- shawls that can drape and wrap to cover
- 2 long linen skirts
- 1 pair loose linen pants
- loose linen tops (3-4)
- long sleeve linen top
- 3-4 changes of underwear
- sleep shirt
- comfortable walking shoes
- closed toe dress shoes
The list sounds like what I recommend for Oaxaca, except the arm-leg cover-up part. Always, no short shorts!
Plus these essentials:
- Contact your bank to let them know travel plans so they don’t block ATM money withdrawal.
- Contact your wireless mobile service if you want data, text and voice coverage while traveling.
- Important Note: Especially for a woman, it is essential to carry a cell phone wherever you are that connects you to home in an emergency. Don’t skimp. It is part of travel safety and security.
And comments from friends on my Facebook page keep coming in, like this one:
Covered up but cool because it sure was hot when I was there. And although they do not drink they serve local beer to the tourist – just do not try to take the lovely bottle as I did. The waiter went nuts and thought I was stealing (which could have cost me a hand) but the owner graciously insisted I keep the bottle after my husband came to my rescue. On the street my husband was offered two camels for me.