Travel Blogs from Fes
... would choose. Bruce decides to test the water and starts asking prices. The seller becomes excited, pursues Bruce. Shock me with an offer, he says. I think we will never get out of there. After a while, Bruce has had his fun and explains that I am in charge of the money and because I say so we can't buy a carpet! Next stop the weavers. We watch them weave fabric from silk, cotton and wool. This appeals to me more but I have bought too many pashminas in Asia, I can't buy any ...
... to Fez. We passed through Meknes waving at the locals as we passed by in our strange truck!
From Meknes, we hit the toll toad and onto Fez. We reached the outskirts of Fez and headed into the camp-site. Four Moroccan men lifted the back of a car, so we could get Rosy (the truck) past!
A lovely hot shower was had and I sat in the tent before supper organising my self!
... is desert. (The Sahara)
Donkeys everywhere, used for carrying almost anything . The push
Bike and the Motor Scooter are also very popular, and so far, not
a helmet in sight.
At the markets, dates everywhere. I saw a box of Dates, marked
"grown in California".
The city is spelt Fes, the hat with the tassel is spelt Fez. Both
are pronounced the same.
Another long day on the coach as ...