Hotel Kairaouan Fes

... stopped first at the Royal Palace (we missed the king by a few days) with its 7 ornate doors and guards in fancy uniforms. We managed to get some pictures in spite of the rain before a huge busload of tourist arrived. We walked through a small market area where we saw stalls of olives, sweets and nougats (I bought a small pack to sample and they were all delicious), then stopped and went inside a khoranic school. Drove to the top of a hill for a ...

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... take us on a tour of the labyrinth that is the Fes Medina.  The Fes medina is partly infamous for its inability to be mapped.  When UNESCO declared the area a heritage site, they sent in expert cartographers to map the area.  Every single cartographer came back with a vastly different estimate as to how many streets there were, ranging from 9000, to 18,000 in the Medina alone.  Best estimates take a middle road and vaguely say that there are 12 ...

... is the first time the guides have seen each other in awhile so there is lots of chatting in Arabic and stories and messages from across the desert being exchanged. A fire is lit in the middle of the room and a small enamel teapot is put on the flame in prepartion for the usual mint tea. Jamel chops vegetables and salts a pot of water. Aziz gets out all the parts of his hookah from a storage bag and puts it together so he can share smoke with his friends. We are told the ...

... buildings, the mosques are off-limits to us. We ran into a fellow which gave us a "free" tour (we were prepared to give him something fair) , which we found to be very interesting since we saw first-hand the harrowing conditions in which the workers conduct their daily business.We then meandered through alleys which we would have never took by ourselves and got to see first-hand a luxurious Moroccan home which we entered through a hole in the wall as well as the ...

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... We left the riad the next day for a long and confusing ride to Casablanca. The train stations are not well marked and they don.t announce them. We relied completely on two kind young women sharing our compartment to get us off at Sidi Kacem, where we had to change trains. The second train was a lot of fun. Initially I had no seat, but an elderly man seemed very concerned about me standing and began to motivate the men around him to consolidate children so that I could ...

... you allow for events to flow naturally and often times, with greater success.
After having had our backpacks lost by EasyJet at the
Mohammad V Airport in Casablanca, purchasing Moroccan underwear and
toiletries at a local convenience shop and taking a 4 hour train ride
whereupon a friendly chat with a passenger imparted me with the (above
mentioned) all-too ...

After a fairly long day of travel, I finally arrived in Fez, and had my first proper taste of Morocco (as I spent my time in Tangiers getting food, looking for the tourist information, which was shut anyway, missing the bus to Chefchouen, and subsequently getting a bus to Fez)...and after a couple of taxies and some stuffing around, I finally managed to find a cheap room - which happened to be near the entry of the Medina (and therefore ...