Riad El Yacout Fez Fes
9 Derb Guebbas Batha Fes, 30200, Morocco
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Fez - Being Born
Unfortunately, our second Moroccan train experience wasn't as good as the first and when the train arrived about fifteen minutes late it was already crammed. By the time we’d boarded, it seemed to be standing room only and so we stood in the rather warm corridor with all of our bags wondering just how this was going to work for four hours? …
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A.F.R.I.C.A
... hand-operated machines, each operated by foot pedals and strings that pulled the yarn into and out of the weave. I didn’t get anything there, but they had beautiful pashmina scarves for 15-20€. After everyone had finished shopping there we walked to the restaurant we were scheduled to have lunch at- Restaurant Asmae. It too was entered through a tiny door, almost missed had you not known where to look! The entryway took us up a narrow flight of ...
Rozkoukavani se
... rozdelovali spojovali, zataceli, no vyznat se tam nedalo a to uz sem neco zazila.
Nastesti jsme si vsimli, ze jsou tu obcas ukazovatele a mapy na ruzne casti mediny, takze se aspon dal nejak drzet smer.
Bylo to hekticke. Po par hodinach nas to vyplivlo na namesti, kde jsme se slozili do stinu a nebyli sme sami.
Snazili jsme se najit slavne kozeluzny, coz se nam nedarilo, az nas odchytil mistni a dovedl nas tam. diky za to. Vysplhali ...
Fes!
... on a platform and spun a wheel to make the pot he was working on spin. The next room had a group of 5 women carefully painting the tiles and dishes and cups by hand. The next room had two large kilns and a very neat and orderly pile of 2 million unglazed tiles. Then, they brought us to the gift shop. It was all quite beautiful, and there were blue and white sets of dishes and cups that I think my mom and Grandie would have loved, but that would be too much to carry and ...
A Day with Thami and a Lesson in Negotiating
... the currency exchange to find a number I would be comfortable with. As if on cue, Thami’s phone rings again. It is the leather vendor determined to strike a deal. At the point of offending Thami, I countered once again. It was now close to 2:00PM and the stomachs were grumbling. We still had a stop at the looms and a quick peak at an old man covered in soot, stuffing wood chips into a furnace; the system for heating the hammam.
Approaching the 4,000 calories burned ...



