Riads Fascination Fes

... with him during the filming of “Jewel of the Nile” many years back – “he is such nice man, I swear to God! Danny DeVito, not so nice – I swear to God!” Sayid told us that he personally knows the Queen, and knows/has worked/is friends with Egypt’s most famous movie star, and he has even met Bill Clinton – “I swear to God, it’s true!” We heard this phrase too many times to count throughout our ...

... all over Morocco, and it is so tempting to photograph every one. When I get home, I might do a collage frame of doorway pics. But I digress . . . <br><br> <br><br>Buildings in Fes are connected to one another and rise up high all around so it is impossible to get any perspective on where you are. There are no street ...

... in Islamic work. Those who know me well, know that I am incapable of using a restroom where the floor tiles follow no discernable pattern. I do not believe that randomness is possible and the unpatterned floor tiles violate human nature. My Moroccan guide said that the reason for the structure in Islamic art is because patterns and symmetry promote peace and tranquility that allow for meditation. I think this is why Islamic art has ...

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06 October 2008 Hotel Royal, Fes Pleasantly warm Yesterday was a relaxing day in Meknes. Having wandered around the Ville Nouvelle for a while, bought some avocado and salad stuff for lunch, we went back to the hotel and sat on the roof terrace in the shade. It was in the high 30's for most of yesterday and the day before, so finding a shady spot with a bit of a breeze was a result. In fact, when we went out ...

... and but it is frankly embarassing when you have a 16 yro californian junior high school girl telling you what something is..... Also, in US colleges (ie uni's) they have to do a language whatever their degree...i didnt realise this atall...so for example I did government and economics at college....that is all I did for 3 years...in the US a student does lots of different subjects (some compulsory like ...

... concerning this massive maze of narrow streets and alleyways and we were all instructed that for once we had to stick together without exception. People had been known to enter the Medina and never come out and you only had to look around you to appreciate how this could be so. A medieval maze of narrow passages, linking mosques, Riads, food markets and magical bazaars displaying the most beautiful treasures, unfolded before my eyes. Craft areas ...

... a great view of the town. Bought a bag of about 20 mandies for 4dh and went and sat in the park where the local little kids showed great interest in us and had a good laugh at doms name (which must mean something great in Arabic!) and played push each other onto leah and chatted with lisa (sort of) with the 4 words Lias had learnt out of the Lonley Planet! The mandies got something going in leah. Taxi back to fes was ...

... arrived at the hammam, the man at the door began the negotiations. Now we knew it was only 9 dirhams for the locals to enter, and we expected to pay about 20 more for the massage. But because we were three white girls who obviously were not locals, the price went up instantly to an astronomical number. Luckily, one of the girls I was with spoke french, so she began negotiations. Everything in Morocco is negotiable, from food, to toilet paper, to hotel rooms ...