Medina of Fez Fes

From the sunny Costa del Sol we made our way by bus down to the coastal town of Tarifa where the ferry leaves for the northern tip of Africa. The entire group were very excited to finally make our way across to Morocco which is only 14km away from Spain!! Stepping off the ferry in Tangier could not have been more different from where we had come …

The day started off with heading to a local cafe for some breakfast. Not speaking French or Arabic was a disadvantage but having mastered the word for Pancakes with honey 'Crepes aux Miel' I was guaranteed a delicious breakfast! We waited a fair while for our food to arrive and only realised why as soon as some other diners had finished their …

Incredible rainy weather in Fes since last night. It is a never-ending shower, which makes the visit of the medina pretty hardcore: not only does one get lost in this amazing maze of little alleys, but one also gets to feel drops going down your neck, then your spine down to your shoes. Only positive point: touts do not like rain either …

Hello from Fez!

All Moroccan cities we have visited have an old and a new part. Not much can be said about the new part of Fez. It looked like another Phnom Penn (Cambodia) – crumbling colonial buildings alongside wide avenues laid out by the French. There were no tourists in sight and it was difficult to find food that is not lamb …

Thursday morning we were up by 6:30 and headed to the train station where we said goodbye to our friend for the next few days. We had a small breakfast at the train station, where I finally had my first cup of mint tea (or as one hustler told us “Moroccan whiskey”). It was good and well balanced with the sugar. As I found out …

This morning I open the curtains and what do I see? A swimming pool with clean water! OK I can still see grime on the bottom, but at least I can see the bottom now. Of course we are practically packed and set to leave.

The taxi decides our bags are too large for the boot so they balance precariously on the roof rack with no visible sign of …

We rise late though why we would want to stay in bed is a mystery, it is like sleeping on a brick. We can honestly say its the worst bed we've ever slept on sober. Ian sleeps on regardless though he is not snoring so perhaps I will take him back to the herbalist shop today. I catch up on email.

We enjoy breakfast on the patio of our guest …

... locating and installing a new water pump in the truck. We then all dressed up and had an amazing night out of Moroccan music, dancing and entertainment. Footnote: The Archaeological Site of Volubilis and the Medina of Fez are UNESCO World Heritage ...

... an extraordinary place to lost amongst the hillside bazaars, workshops, restaurants, mosques, markets, schools and dye pits inside the medina of Fez El Bali that acts as a giant labyrinth. At first we were content at making our way cautiously through ...

... call it “How to NOT buy Carpet or Leather in Morocco”. This information was based on our experience in the medina of Fez with the characters reconfirmed from those we’ve met along the way ie Marrakesh and Turkish carpet sellers as one ...

... we could not believe a man decorated the place! We sat out on the terrace of the riad and looked out over the sprawling Medina of Fez. I don't really know how to describe those moments. It was the most foreign place I had ever seen. Children looked up at ...

... the compass on my hand, we started walking again and headed first to Bab Bou Jloud, which is the main gateway to the Medina of Fez (the medina is the old part of the city). There were plenty of restaurants and since it was a lunch time we could just ...