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... went into a carpet shop and had a look at some carpets ( well what did you think we would be looking at ? ). There was one we liked, but it was very old, and also very dirty looking. It seemed to be very good quality and the price dropped remarkably from 3,800dh to 1,100dh in a matter of minutes. If the whites of the carpet had been whiter we would have been sorely tempted, but as it was, it looked too much like it was crying out ...
... sites are mosques that are not open to non-Muslims. In Marrakech (where I am trying to decide how to fill 2 days), over half the sites in my guidebook are either not open to the public or are not open to non-Muslims. Of the remaining, several are local parks and 1 is a former palace that was once the most beautiful in the world but has been completely stripped bare. ...
... H&M clothing). But we headed to the famous medina and after a short tour of the palace of the last Sultan (and his 4 official wives and 28 unofficial wives) and a museum which could be thoroughly viewed in under 15 minutes, we were let loose on the souks. We saw snake charmers, monkey dancers, sellers of all kinds of Moroccan goods (some nice, some very trinkety). We are all getting better at bargaining but it's still uncomfortable. It's hard not to buy when you are ...
... dinner super-fresh, or maybe you could buy your next egg-laying friend? I can only hope. I literally gagged, and was proud my kids didn't create a spectacle, since the environment had the same effect on them. We speed-walked our way through that area.
We visited a local baker, whose main job is to bake the dough for nearby residents and vendors, and only sells a small amount of bread himself. The locals make their dough, take it to this guy, who marks ...
... in his fog proof jabala amongst the men who offered us tea! We squeezed into a taxi and headed down to Asni. It took a while to locate the next taxi back to Marrakesh, but we warmed ourselves with bowls of bean soup and coffee and gazed at the dense cold fog that hung heavy. Again, packed four across the back seat we blindly pushed back to town, unable to observe the landscape due to the tight fit in the taxi and the misted up windows.