Discover the best time of year, based on historical climate, temperature, and precipitation.
The best weather in Tangier is from May, June, September. — consistent weather climate
☀️Pleasant
| Score | 63 | 68 | 65 | 82 | 92 | 96 | 91 | 82 | 96 | 84 | 80 | 70 |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| Climate | Mild | Mild | Cool & rainy | Mild | Pleasant | Pleasant | Pleasant | Pleasant | Pleasant | Pleasant | Mild | Mild |
| Temperature | 9–16°C | 10–17°C | 11–18°C | 12–20°C | 15–23°C | 18–26°C | 20–29°C | 21–30°C | 19–27°C | 17–24°C | 13–20°C | 11–18°C |
| Feels like | 7–14°C | 8–14°C | 8–16°C | 11–19°C | 14–23°C | 18–27°C | 21–31°C | 22–32°C | 20–28°C | 17–24°C | 12–19°C | 9–16°C |
| Precipitation | 77mm 9 days | 61mm 9 days | 123mm 13 days | 64mm 9 days | 26mm 5 days | 11mm 3 days | 1mm 0 days | 2mm 1 days | 12mm 3 days | 71mm 8 days | 88mm 10 days | 90mm 11 days |
| Sunshine | 8.2h ☀︎ 82% | 9.4h ☀︎ 87% | 9.7h ☀︎ 81% | 11.4h ☀︎ 87% | 12.3h ☀︎ 88% | 13.0h ☀︎ 90% | 12.9h ☀︎ 90% | 12.4h ☀︎ 92% | 11.1h ☀︎ 90% | 9.5h ☀︎ 85% | 8.6h ☀︎ 83% | 8.0h ☀︎ 82% |
| Wind | S · 21 km/h | SE · 24 km/h | SW · 24 km/h | S · 23 km/h | NE · 22 km/h | W · 21 km/h | W · 20 km/h | NE · 21 km/h | NE · 21 km/h | SE · 22 km/h | S · 20 km/h | SE · 21 km/h |
| Humidity (%) | 81% | 80% | 79% | 77% | 74% | 71% | 71% | 71% | 75% | 78% | 81% | 82% |
| Day length | 10.0h | 10.9h | 12.0h | 13.1h | 14.1h | 14.5h | 14.3h | 13.5h | 12.4h | 11.3h | 10.3h | 9.8h |
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Tangier is at its quietest and most magnificent precisely when the weather is flawless: the long Mediterranean summer brings bone-dry skies and gentle sea breezes, while winter crowds pour in just as the Atlantic rains set in.
Perched on the lip of Africa where the Atlantic crashes into the Mediterranean, Tangier has long traded on myth. For decades it was an ungoverned international zone, a haven for spies, beatniks, and exiled writers drifting through smoke-filled salons and shadowy alleys. Today, high-speed rail lines and the gleaming container cranes of Tanger-Med anchor it firmly in the modern world, yet the city's essential drama remains intact. White-washed villas cascade down steep headlands toward the water, the call to prayer mingles with the honk of taxis around the Grand Socco, and Spain sits tantalizingly close across the Strait of Gibraltar. But travelers consistently get the timing wrong, arriving in droves during the damp, blustery winter months and leaving the glorious, sun-drenched summer shockingly unburdened.
June and September offer the finest weather Tangier ever sees. The Atlantic trade winds prevent the searing, oppressive heat found inland in Marrakech or Fes, keeping daytime temperatures around the mid-to-high twenties. Rain ceases entirely—July and August barely register a drop—and the light over the Strait of Gibraltar turns razor-sharp. You can stand at the fortifications of the Kasbah and pick out individual wind turbines turning on the southern hills of Andalusia across the water.
Remarkably, this summer stretch is when foot traffic dips to its lowest of the year. While beach holidaymakers head down the Atlantic coast or gather on the strip of sand along Tangier Bay, the labyrinth of the old medina empties into breezy, languid ease. You can cross the Grand Socco without parting a sea of tour groups and wander through the arched passageways of the Petit Socco to sip mint tea in peace. Even August, the hottest month, remains tempered by maritime currents, rarely pushing apparent temperatures past thirty-two degrees.
September is the undisputed crown of the calendar. The sea retains its summer warmth, the air cools marginally from August, and the Tanjazz Festival fills historic courtyards and open-air Kasbah terraces with late-night brass and double bass. If you want the romantic, bohemian Tangier of memory without the crush of bodies, this is the window to claim.
October begins with lingering warmth, but the tone of the city changes rapidly. By November, the prevailing Atlantic westerly fronts resume their sweep across the peninsula. Daylight hours shorten, clouds gather on the horizon, and rain becomes a weekly reality, arriving in steady, soaking spells that slick the cobblestones of the medina.
Despite the increasing damp, visitor numbers climb rather than recede. Tour groups return in force, filling the narrow steps running between the Kasbah and the port. Days are still comfortably mild, hovering around eighteen to twenty degrees, but you will need a waterproof jacket to tackle the exposed headland walks at Cap Spartel, where the ocean swells surge against the cliffs.
There is a moody, cinematic beauty to Tangier in late autumn. The sea churns from turquoise to slate, and the smell of roasting chestnuts drifts across the avenues of the modern city around Tangier City Centre. It is a good time for museum visits and long afternoons tucked into historic cafés, provided you don't mind sharing the tables.
December presents the great paradox of Tangier travel: it is the busiest month on the calendar, yet objectively the least hospitable. The city registers its annual crowd peak just as the weather turns cold, wet, and relentlessly windy. Ocean storms whip through the Strait, sending spray over the corniche and trapping visitors inside drafty riads with unheated stone floors.
January and February bring little relief, with daytime temperatures struggling to reach sixteen degrees and apparent temperatures dipping lower under stiff coastal gales. March is wetter still, historically delivering the heaviest rainfall of the entire year. Sudden, heavy downpours turn the sloped medina alleyways into rushing gutters, washing away any hope of open-air wandering.
Coming here in midwinter requires deliberate recalibration. If you arrive expecting North African warmth, Tangier will disabuse you of the notion on your first morning. Come only if you relish dramatic coastal squalls, empty seafront esplanades battered by breakers, and having to layer wool under your raincoat—and prepare to pay peak-season premiums in December for the privilege.
By April, the Atlantic squalls begin to break apart. Daylight stretches out past eleven hours, and wild calla lilies and bougainvillea burst into bloom across the slopes below the old fortifications. Showers still sweep through periodically, but they come in quick bursts rather than the days-long gloom of February and March.
May is the true turning point, second only to June and September in sheer comfort. Rainfall drops dramatically, afternoon warmth settles comfortably in the low twenties, and visitor volumes remain refreshingly low before the late-year influx. The city feels fresh, cleaned by the winter rains and ready to open its terraces.
It is the ideal time for walking the northern perimeter of the continent. You can stroll from the medina gates out toward the Atlantic beaches without the bluster of winter or the midday sun of high summer. The light returns to the pastel façades of the European quarter, and the evening breeze off the water carries warmth rather than an ocean chill.