Tghat Fes

... guidebook about Moroccan tour guides – both official and unofficial ones – and knew that problems could accompany any such offered tour guide services. We were on guard to be skeptical of the “free” bit – and we were on guard as to this tour guide leading us into various shops (hand woven rugs, leather goods shops, etc.) full of slick salesmen, where any purchases we made of inflated-price goods would give a nice commission to our ...

... pick me up for the next part of the tour. He mentions a few times about buying rugs, and how Americans and Canadians buy 3 or 4 rugs and resell them for a huge profit. I had heard from my friend Daniel who went a few weeks earlier, and the guidebook to watch out for the rug scam. I was beginning to doubt this friendship. When I wake up the next morning, the hotel owner wants to be paid. I have to go to exchange money, and go back to pay him. I decide to go out on my own and ...

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... a glimpse of the supposedly hard-to-glimpse Kairaouine Mosque. As non-believers we were not allowed actually into even the courtyard of this holy site but we had satisfying views of the courtyard which was covered floor to ceiling in amazing tile work. Plus some very nice looking gentlemen in their traditional burnoose's waved at us and made hand gestures indicating good will and respect (so far we have received nothing but good will from the ...

... these were really irresistible - such comfortable, colourful footwear), Berber jewellery (especially silver jewellery), carpets and rugs (of course), metalwork, pottery and woodwork. We visited some of the craft factories, including a pottery factory, a weaving workshop, and naturally the tannery. We also went to one of the shops selling the brass light fittings and appeared to have finally perfected the sport of ...

... e siamo un po' perse tra commercianti aggressivi e bambini dispettosi. ne usciamo alla fine stanche e pensiamo di meritarci un buon cous cous! la notte non è delle migliori sulla terrazza... fa freddo e i compagni di "tetto" sono rumorosi e inopportuni. ci svegliamo la mattina dopo infreddolite e stanche e servono due the alla menta, una buona frittella con miele e una doccia x scaldarci! visitiamo la città, ormai la medina ...

... gallery sat a large, clothed older woman. She handed us black olive soap, exfoliating mitt and took 50 dirhams for the massage. We quickly undressed and gingerly made our way across the wet tiled floor which was like a skating rink, and lifted up the sheet of heavy polythene hung across the doorway. If I 'd thought the entrance hall was bedlam, this was way beyond. The vast room was filled with naked women squatting on the floor, washing themselves, surrounded by countless buckets of water ...

... narrow paths on a much larger scale than any of the other places we have visited. It is a certainty that any visitor will get lost at least once, but they have tried to help by signposting several different routes through the Medina. We spent the day exploring the souks and not worrying too much about where we were going. The narrow streets are hectic with fully laden donkeys and mules charging up and ...

... and dankness meaning that the floor never dried in the two days we stayed there. To add insult to injury, this hot little cube was run by a hotelier who was obsessed with collecting the key from us as we wandered out. (We weren't sure what he thought we would do with the key if we took it outside, but the rules were laid down upfront "key always to reception when you leave"). He was, however, a lot less concerned about being in his hotel when we returned. This ...