You’re dreaming at…
OUR HABITAS DAKHLA
Morocco
A salt-swept sanctuary where desert wind meets lagoon stillness and every sunrise feels like a secret
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WILDLY PLACED: Between the Atlantic and the Sahara, perched on the edge of Dakhla’s windswept lagoon.
EDITORIAL VIBE: Bedouin soul meets surf-side futurism, part Lawrence of Arabia, part Prada campaign.
CORE PILLARS: Regenerative hospitality, elemental immersion, cultural reverence.
MUSE MOOD: She kite-surfs at golden hour, smudges with desert sage, and wears a woven djellaba over vintage denim.
BEST TIME TO GO: October to April, when the desert breathes cool and the lagoon catches the wind just right.
THE LOOK: Earth-toned villas with panoramic decks, Berber motifs, salt-crusted ceramics, and linen so soft it feels inherited.
WHO'S IT FOR: Wandering creatives, elemental hedonists, slow surfers, and climate-conscious nomads.
INDULGENCE SPECTRUM: From USD$330 per night - barefoot, bold, and beautifully off-grid.
You don’t arrive at Habitas Dakhla, you cross into it. One minute, you’re driving across a lunar plain of wind-sculpted earth and salt-bleached silence. The next, the Atlantic unveils herself in a shimmer, and the air changes - charged, alive, humming with the wild electricity of wind.
This is where stillness and motion coexist in elemental harmony. Surfboards lean beside ritual drums. Prayer flags flutter next to kites. Sun-bleached rock gives way to infinity decks carved from sand-smoothed timber. And each room is less about enclosure than exposure, to light, to sky, to self. You sleep with your doors open, lulled by the breath of the dunes.
Constructed entirely with sustainable materials and built to disappear into the landscape, the resort’s villas are elemental sanctuaries, shelters that whisper rather than shout. Think adobe tones, open-air showers shaded by reeds, hammocks that sway in the sea breeze, and woven textiles that feel like they remember the hands that made them.
At the heart of it all: a communal lodge that feels more like a desert temple than a resort core, timber beams that creak like old stories, flickering lanterns that blur day into night, and music that doesn’t beg for attention but earns it with rhythm. Meals are shared under stars, curated from garden herbs, wind-dried dates, and line-caught fish grilled over flame.
Whether you’re kite-surfing at dawn or deep in a desert breathwork session led by a healer wrapped in indigo, this is a place that tunes you back to frequency. A place where conversations flow like tidewater, and movement becomes a meditation on impermanence. Sand on your skin. Wind in your chest. Time marked by fire circles, not phone screens.
You don’t just visit Dakhla. You dissolve into her. And somewhere between the salt and the sky, you come back to yourself - freer, quieter, more true.
HABITAS DAKHLA’S BEATING HEART
The Earth Pavilion isn’t just a gathering space, it’s anchored by elemental stillness and where everything converges: music, memory, ritual, wind. At night, it glows with firelight and the pulse of shared rhythm. During the day, it holds silence like a sacred bowl.
The SLOJOURN spark
FIRST. The hammam-meets-meditation room, built into the dune with views of the moonrise.
SECOND. The kite station, run by local Amazigh women trained as wind guides and wellness instructors.
THIRD. The daily fire ritual - not performance, but offering.
Where you dwell
LOVED UP COUPLES or LONE RANGERS
Desert Riad
Rooms are open sanctuaries, designed for wind, for light, for pause. Expect handwoven textiles, low-slung furniture carved by desert artisans, and bathrooms scented with eucalyptus and neroli.
Private decks face either sea or sand. Either way, the horizon feels personal.
DON’T SLEEP ON THESE ROOMS (BUT DO SLEEP IN THEM)
GROUPS OF FRIENDS
Lagoon Loft
LA FAMILIA
Dune Villa
The art of living
Start with a sage cleanse. Sip Moroccan mint tea from hammered brass. Kitesurf. Nap. Read. Dance barefoot. Journal by candlelight. End in the saltwater pool beneath constellations that don’t care who you are - only that you’re here.
The forever lens
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WATER: Desalinated and solar-heated. Water is revered here, not wasted. Showers are timed and greywater is recycled into the gardens.
WASTE: No plastic. Composting on-site. Beach clean-ups as daily ritual.
ARCHITECTURE: Built with local stone, reclaimed wood, and sand-coloured canvas. Every structure blends — not brands.
ENERGY: Solar powered. Wind cooled. Dakhla doesn’t just run off-grid — it thrives there.
The together lens
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Habitas Dakhla partners with local Amazigh communities to co-create guest experiences — from desert foraging to hand-weaving to storytelling circles.
Their employment model prioritises women and youth from surrounding areas, and 1% of all revenue goes to the Habitas RISE Fund for regional education and sustainability.
This isn’t impact-washed. It’s built into the bones.
The take it with you
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• A hand-knotted desert talisman
• A Berber tea recipe that doubles as a cleansing ritual
• A voice that speaks slower, and with more listening
WE SLOJOURNED HERE
“She doesn’t want to be photographed. She wants to be felt. Habitas Dakhla was a remembering - of salt, of sand, of the way ritual feels when it’s lived instead of posted.”
The ways you can move
SLOJOURN is a members-only platform for the new vanguard of conscious travellers. That’s you.
In that vein, we support a multitude of ways to book your travel.
Book directly with SLOJOURN’S travel team (we just don’t book flights, friend).
Book via our preferred travel partners that we can connect you with.
Use this as your guide and DIY your way through the world (love that for you, just take note of the destinations that prohibit this such as Bhutan, Socotra… etc.)