A little seoside town, Larache is identified by its minarets set like exclamation marks above its white roofs. Its charms are simple.

A medina with a cluster of little whitewashed houses. A little port. A casbah that seems to plunge into the ocean. A breezy beach. A view that you would like to take away with you. The eternal home ofJean Genet, Larache is a sanctuary. A shelter for the trawlermen who toil in the powerful currents, a haven
for those who seek complete peace.

Close to the Loukos estuary is Luxus, an ancient phoenician trading post. This was where Hercules performed his penultimate feat: picking the golden apples in the Garden of the Hesperides.