Casablanca is Morocco's least touristed big city, which is exactly why it works alone — no hustlers, no guides, just Art Deco streets and cafés where a table for one is the norm. Three days of markets, hammams and bar counters.
The 1917 covered market on Boulevard Mohammed V where fishmongers gut the morning Atlantic catch and back-counter cooks will grill whatever you point at. Tiled bar seats made for one; open 07:00–20:00 daily.
The 1930s French-built 'new medina' south of the centre — arcaded lanes, olive and date stalls, brass workshops and the old Arabic-French bookshops near Mahkama du Pacha. Far calmer than the old medina to wander alone.
Casablanca's 30-hectare palm park, laid out by Albert Laprade in 1918 and running from the cathedral down to Boulevard Rachidi. Shaded ficus rows, benches, students revising and families out till dusk. Open dawn to dark.
Paul Tournon's 1930 white concrete cathedral, deconsecrated since 1956 and now a bare exhibition hall. The caretaker will let you up the tower staircase for a rooftop view across the Ville Nouvelle rooftops at golden hour.
A 1934 Art Deco villa on Boulevard Brahim Roudani run by the ONA Foundation as a free contemporary art space. Rotating Moroccan shows, a garden café, and openings where the local art crowd genuinely talks to strangers.
Courtyard café built inside the 18th-century Sqala bastion on Boulevard des Almohades, cannons still lining the ramparts. Low tables under bougainvillea, msemen, harira and mint tea served slowly enough to linger over a book.
A converted Aïn Sebaâ factory turned independent culture house — hip-hop and contemporary dance workshops, a graffiti yard, theatre rehearsals and a café. Drop-in classes run in Darija and French, so conversation is unavoidable.
Tapas-and-vermouth bar at 129 Rue Allal Ben Abdellah with a basement dance floor. Salsa on Thursdays, Latin DJs Friday and Saturday from 21:00. Bar stools face the open kitchen, so eating and drinking alone reads as normal.
The city's best-known public hammam at 59 Rue Abou Rakrak, open 06:00–23:00 with separate men's and women's wings. Black soap, a kessa-glove gommage from a professional scrubber, then mint tea in the cooling room.
A family-run fish tavern open since 1958 at 115 Boulevard Félix Houphouët-Boigny — fried calamari, grilled sardines, garlic prawns and a zinc bar where solo diners eat standing. Closed Sundays; lunch runs 12:00 to 15:00.
The only Jewish museum in the Arab world, housed in a former orphanage in the Oasis district. Synagogue reconstructions, Berber-Jewish silver, embroidered kaftans and photographs of a community once 250,000 strong.
The 1920s bar-restaurant at 117 Boulevard Mohammed V where Antoine de Saint-Exupéry drank between Aéropostale mail runs. Zinc counter, yellowed aviation photos, and regulars who will happily explain every one of them.