Marrakech – Just 20 kilometers north of Agadir, this once-sleepy fishing village is no longer a secret — but it’s still a sanctuary.

If you’ve ever dreamed of escaping the chaos of daily life and diving headfirst into a lifestyle where boardshorts are a personality trait and your daily planner includes “surf at 7 a.m., chill at 3 p.m.,” then welcome to Taghazout.

This isn’t your typical seaside destination. It’s not overbuilt or overdone. 

There are no fast-food chains on the corner, and no tourist traps shoving menus in your face. 

Instead, think surfer cafes with mismatched chairs, smoothie bowls served in coconut shells, and yoga rooftops overlooking the Atlantic.

And yes, the surf is real. Anchor Point, Panorama, and Hash Point — these aren’t made-up names, they’re iconic spots that draw wave-chasers from around the world. 

From November to March, the swell hits just right, turning the coastline into a playground for wetsuit-clad dreamers. 

But even if you’re not a surfer, you’ll feel the rhythm of the town pulling you in.

Locals say Taghazout hasn’t lost its soul. And they’re right. 

Fishermen still head out at dawn. Kids still kick around a football at sunset. 

But between the traditional and the modern, a balance has emerged. 

Boutique hotels like Amouage, minimalist riads, and beach hostels cater to digital nomads and creatives looking for Wi-Fi with a sea view and a bit of soul on the side.

If you are looking for more of a luxury escape, Taghazout Bay has the main named brand hotels like Riu that have a Moroccan twist on promising top-tier accommodations. But of course, the authentic experience awaits staying in Taghazout village itself. 

And the food? Think fresh-caught sardines grilled with just a squeeze of lemon. 

Tagines that taste like someone’s grandmother spent hours perfecting the recipe. 

And if you’re into cafe culture, this town takes its coffee very seriously. 

Whether it’s Soussi mint tea with a view or a flat white at Café Mouja, your tastebuds will thank you.

You don’t come to Taghazout for a luxury escape. You come for something else. 

Slower mornings. Salty skin. Sunset walks that make your phone camera feel inadequate. 

You come because something about this place reminds you that it’s okay to just… be.

So if you’re scrolling from your office chair, wondering where your next escape should be, maybe it’s time to trade your deadlines for the tide. 

Taghazout is waiting — and it doesn’t care if you’ve never touched a surfboard in your life.