Riad Dar Chrifa Fes
20 Arsat el Hamoumi, Ziat Fes, 30000, Morocco
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A.F.R.I.C.A
... all natural ingredients (i.e. Saffron, to color them a beautiful, rich, golden mustard-yellow). I couldn’t resist that opportunity, and being that we were only in Morocco once, I carefully set aside my vegetarian thinking and bought a backpack. I had been wanting something small for weekend day trips while traveling. I also bought a beautiful “smooth-as-butter” saffron-treated wallet. We were told to bargain with the men and I ended up ...
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... that will show our differences for example, riding a camel as a means of transportation. Bye Bye for now.
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There are magnificent mosques whose architectural and aesthetic qualities are internationally famous. Its Islamic art treasures are world-class as well. It was mentioned that non-believers ...
Interesting Hamam
... odd about her and through the conversation you realise that it is all about the money for her and she is not very subtle about it. She is very direct and quite rude to customers in that way (the way she ask for payment for example).
Anyway, I arrived just in time for the free barbecue. As I was waiting for my room, a German guy (Leif) was waiting for his friend. It turns out that, him and his friend studied together but had no idea they ...
A Day with Thami and a Lesson in Negotiating
... hopeful that he would find one. On the wall hung a beautiful silk old rug unlike any we had seen. The interesting thing about this particular rug were the human figures embroidered on the bottom panel, something prohibited in the Muslim culture, reason being it was made by Sephardic Jews.
One of the first rugs, which caught our eye immediately, measured 9’x6’ and was a rich maroon with black accent one. Not too busy and with multiple subtle borders, it kept its ...
I give you good price
... can’t go to where our hostel is because the streets are too narrow and so they drop us of in this parking lot and someone from the hostel comes to take us. Phew. We were worried for a second, especially because none of us spoke Arabic and the only French we knew was a combination of Kelsey’s and Mariela’s four years of French in high school (which wasn’t much). On the walk to the hostel, we saw a lot of little shops lining ...



