Crown Palace Fes

I take the bus from Chefchouen at 2.30pm. the bus cost 50 dirham and is supposed to take 4 hours. When the bus arrives, the man selling the tickets introduces me to the bus driver who puts my bag away, after I didn't realize to tip him, he repeats his name, I catch on and give the guy a tip. I get on the bus, and I think I am the only foreiger. The bus is packed with people, many old and smelly. I get a seat next to a 28year old guy, who speaks a little English. The vendors ...

... hotel, loaded the luggage in, then drove about an hour (as we were leaving Meknes, we drove through a patch of hail), to the Roman ruins at Volubilis, where we had a local guide take us for a tour for over an hour. The scenery here was just beautiful, rolling hills with green crops and greases, rich red soil, groves of olive trees and then the ruins sitting in the middle of it all. We had a hilarious moment when Mike the English guy misunderstood the guide and heard "lesbian" instead ...

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... coupled with an uncomfortably hard sell of those same goods. The demonstration was quite interesting, with interesting tidbits such as the usage of olive pits as fuel, only natural food dyes from plants, and the view of how the clay proceeds all the way from being formed, heated and then painted in intricate patterns. The final store room had some beautiful pieces, and initially we were ...

... little did they know what was going to happen to them tomorrow for feast day. We climb up 170 steps (i counted) to see panoramic views of the twin hill village, stopping into see a local bread baker (where locals take their bread to him to bake in big ovens), along the medina area with stalls already cooking up mini tagines, couscous and organ brochettes, pass brightly painted little schools and saw an olive press ...

... glad we had pulled the plug and aborted the mission. These guys really are crazy lads with infectious laughs and good attitudes to life, its just a shame they are so desperate when it comes to women and that they dont tell the truth. They use their charm and tell lies to manipulate situations and to get you to part with your money and then are not offended when found out. They are really cool guys, you love them one minute but hate them the next. They are exhausting ...

... of Moulay Idris, named after the founder of one of the main dynasties (Moulay is roughly equivalent to Saint). Idris founded both this town and his tomb is one of the most important pilgrimage sites for Muslims. From a distance it looks like many other hilltowns around the Mediterranean, and it even has a large piazza around which people are strolling and surrounded with cafes with tables outside. Among the sea of men sitting at tables Alison spies one woman sitting with her husband ...

... modern. We were then allowed to wander around the shop and buy, if the fancy took us. This is where I came into my own and became known as a Berber for my haggling skills. I had practiced haggling on my previous travels and was very accomplished at it. This led to my fellow travellers requesting I accompanied them throughout the rest of the tour, when they were looking to buy rugs etc, to bargain on their behalf. Should have charged commission! Kim ...

For so long the biggest, longest, most expensive trip I had planned was to Morocco. I knew right away that I needed to go there at some point this semester. Early on some girlfriends and I booked a trip with a company we heard highly of. It was expensive but we knew it would be safe. It was long, we had to skip class, but we knew it would be worth it. Finally, a few days before we left I started to get scared. Most of the news we hear in Spain of Morocco is ...