Dar Aliane Fes

... the entrance of a multi-level shop with narrow, winding mosaic staircases (is this a theme?!) leading up to a high terrace. Immediately, we were given fresh sprigs of mint to hold under our noses, to guard against the rank odors of drying leather and dyes, as another on-site tour guide explained to us about the tannery process and about life in the leather district in general.

Like it or don’t like it, the leather industry in Morocco supports ...

... br>It's getting late and I need to get to bed. I am trying to recover from a cold. Looking forward to taking some Tylenol Cold and knocking out for a good night's sleep (I hope!). Almost everyone in the home base is sick - either catching colds from the kids at our placements or from one another.

Nighty night,

Patty

... Still in Rabat, our train was late, so when another train to Fes pulled into the station two trains of people crammed into one train, very tight. Our English friend James, who is just starting 6 months in Africa bid us farewell and stopped in Meknes while we continued on. Landing in Fes on a Saturday night from a packed train meant we had to survive a little bit of chaos. There were the usual vultures offering a ride to our hostel for $15, as soon as we ...

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... for the poof promised us that it would not smell, however as we had a fistful of mint leaves in our noses and should have known better.  Never in my life did i think i would be in the market to purchase a carpet, however we left Fes with 2 carpets and a huge hole in the wallet. The carpets are very nice and the experience was a lot of fun.

... I have chosen to opt out of staying in the Medina (the old city) and world heritage site, a maze of dusty and twisting passages full of small shops...leather goods next door to sweet shops, next door to shops selling birds in cages, next door to shops selling livestock next door to shops selling fabrics.....just about anything you could want can be found on one street. If I had to compare it in look to a part of the Uk then it might ...

... through the medina, presumably to keep the mice away. Seeing some of them was sad, made me want to adopt one and bring it back to the US with me. There were definite signs of traditional ways of life. Donkeys and horses roamed the streets. Men and women were using the sides of buildings to make thread, wrapping string around and around. We walked through the various streets and stands, stopping briefly at a building where Maimonides once lived ...

... high on the walls to dry. When dry they are then placed into one of the many coloured dye vats. The brilliant yellow dye is from milled pomegranate bark, the cinnamon colour dye is from the Tamarisk fruit and so on. As I looked up from the sight of this process below me which remains unchanged after all those years, my eyes took in the hundreds of satellite dishes sprouting from the rooftops of the surrounding houses. What a contrast - ancient ...

We entered the Medina with out local guide Ahmed at its northern gate, one of a small number of "holes-in-the-wall" through the city's fortifications, and after a bit of wandering through the maze it wasn't long until we ended up at a carpet shop. Ah, Middle Eastern carpet shops! Whether it's Egypt, Turkey, Morocco, Uzbekistan, Azerbaijan, western China, or wherever, the carpet styles may vary but the process is the same. You're first served some tea. Then there's a ...

... Imagine not asking what the school system is like, rather how far for a hot shower... makes ya think. That evening, after changing into dry clothes, we met up with the rest of the tour group at a local restaurant, where they were celebrating their last night together, as they all departed the following morning. We were eating in a nice restaurant, average prices, good food, but I was shocked to see the amount of cats rummaging through the restaurant ...