Riad Les Oudayas
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... inserting myself into the conversation.
"Yeah I am - i've got two other girls as well - you want to come with us?". He asked.
I was only too thrilled. Firstly I wouldn't have to worry about catching the bus back up north and taking the train back down and it was the first real interaction i'd had with any travellers since being in Morocco. I met the other two girls that the man had with him ...
From the hills south of the city, we headed into the
medina. What an assault on the senses. So many establishments. So
many items for sale. So many smells. So many colours. We visited a
pottery and learnt how so many of the ceramics are made from the
local grey clay. I found this tour fascinating and I was surprised.
We also visited carpet shops, spice shops but the tanneries ...
... marble lily fountains and shrubs and should have been an opportunity for the Fes authorities to shine, especially considering the number of lavish fountains (all with changing water and light features)in the city. But many areas were in need of attention (weeding & a huge stagnant-looking lake), with everywhere needing a lot of watering. There was absolutely no water in any of the areas designed for it. However, the overall layout was pleasing and there ...
... already tell me about my tattoo on the back of my neck that means strength and power in the Arabic language. Today, a pants salesman was talking to me and he said, " I love your tattoo on your neck. Destiny is power; that is a great line." I guess I never really thought of it that way. It is fascinating how two words that are just strong words to me can be deciphered in such a way that brings on a whole new, more powerful, meaning. ...
... t seem impressed with the size of the fare. He stops around the corner and disappears into a shop briefly and eventually gets us to Bab Barjloud. He doesn't get out of the cab to help with our bags, so there is no tip for him (grumpy *******).
We are waiting at Bar Barjloud for our guide and being pestered by various young guys who are either keen to show us the way to wherever we are going - or take us to a specific hotel "Madame let me show ...