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... world market, which it is, but I hadn't imagined it would also be so obviously a living city with all the amenities needed by its inhabitants: schools, mosques, opticians, dentists, pharmacies, medics, gas bottle refillers, shoe repairers, and so on. I was also unprepared for the number of historic and beautiful monuments one would encounter just on this one circuit of the two main streets (whose names can be translated as the wide ...
... first class had people standing in the aisles today so I'm hoping that most of the travelling has been completed by I'm not holding my breath.
I'm downloading photos while I can.
The photos should sort of tell our story.
The sky has just erupted with fireworks. Fes beat Casablanca in the soccer. In Fes that's big news. We won't mention it tomorrow when is Casablanca.
Anyway must go, it's late and we are on the move fairly early. And we have no money! ...
... The Roman City was rediscovered and excavated leaving mosaics, public buildings and other historical elements which made it a great place to visit. The stormy weather and lack of visitors only added to the abandoned, ancient, moody feel of the place. After that it was a taxi ride to drop off bags in Meknes so we could explore the Medina, the Palace and the Mausoleum. We also had a chance to try mint tea and camel burgers. The meat of camel is quite common ...
... traditional herbs and plants to add various colours to the leather. While fascinating I can not imagine it being a great job to actually do and the long term health impacts for the people doing the work can not be great. <i>note: to view the tanneries you will need to go into one of the shops overlooking them as there is no way to see them otherwise. Apparently some shop owners expect you to buy something but others are more just thankful if you do. The one ...
... Dirhams for a British Pound. One thing you quickly notice is the rather slower pace of life - with my driver nowhere in sight to pick me up. He was supposed to be standing there, with a beaming smile and a placard with my name spelt out in big letters. After a good 10 minutes, I noticed a chap busily talking to another fellow, with the placard nicely rolled up - he quickly opened it as I approached him asking to see to see if this was the magical placard - and so it was. Off we ...