Gates of Fes

Last night's sleep was one of those where it was difficult to discern
which thoughts were waking thoughts were waking ones and which were
part of my dreams.

Being on UK time almost caught me out but luckily I heard the sound of
Brian packing tents away soon stirred me into action! We had a prompt
departure and very …

... off to get a taxi what chaos that was we had to get again a little taxi and we where trying to at the main gates of the station there was pure gridlock cars and motorbikes and people everywhere all the cars beeping there horns men getting out and ...

... it up, telling me congratulations!  Thankfully, Abdul had met us here and got us out of there without buying anything.  The last place we visited were the famous blue gates of Fes.  It was a great way to end our tour and the day. ...

... was most memorable about Fes? Sitting at a second floor balcony and watching an endless parade of people passing through the gates of the  medina. Here the timeless rhythm of life continues today as it did a millennium ago. Now that is priceless. ...

... she realised and covered-up, lo and behold the very next taxi stopped to pick us up.   Staying near to one of the principal gates of the Medina, Bab Boujloud, we were well placed to explore the sights, sounds, smells and souks of the city. ...

After a quick stop to take photos of the entrance gates of the Royal Palace, we made our way to the medina, the old walled city. This is a labyrinth of narrow alleys and dead ends, and would have no hope of finding our way out if we got separated. ...

... standards. The rooms were big! Ours had three beds and a window that opened to a large sill. Our window overlooked Morocco and the city of Fes. I ended up rooming with two other girls from the program because my roommates from home had not come on the ...