May 9 Friday: Fez, Morocco
I'm in the Fez. I'm not sure what Fez means in Arabic, but I'm pretty sure that it means Big, Huge Giant Maze of Amazing Sights and Smells
I rolled in on Wednesday, taking the train from Marrakesh. Ah, wonderfully crazy intense Marrakesh. Home of the most insane square I've ever been to.
Big huge center squares are one of my favorite places. A place to see and be seen. To sit back, relax, and take in the world. And in Marrakesh, in the Jeema Fna, there is much to take in.
Check out the pictures here:
Then grabbed some food from the multitude of food grillers. Lots of smoke, lots of Kebabs. Lots of food. Lots of good pix :)
After Marrakesh, it was time to hit the Sahara - and some camel riding, some 150 miles from the border with Algeria, full on in the Sahara desert! Ah yes, it was quite hot, but we were driving most of the days, and had our little camel ride as evening was settling in.
We rolled into our Berber camp after the stars came out - and had a traditional meal inside the main tent. It was a motley krewe in our Caravan: A Dutch family,two Italians, some Polish, and two 21 year old girls from San Diego of all places. These girls hadn't a clue of anything: born and bred Southern California Girls. They just about screamed at every bug they saw, and got all the attention from the local boys. Just like out of a movie. Anyway, the look on their faces when the camels stood up is priceless. If you've ever ridden a camel, you know the mount/dismount of incredibly disjointed and jerky. Hold on tight!!
Then off to Fez, where I rolled around the Casbah yesterday. Ate some tasty street eats, tried to peer inside some mosques, and met a few folks that told me "Obama good!" and "Bush, bad, very bad." Perhaps with a new guy in charge, things will get better with our Middle Eastern relations
Tomorrow's my last here in Morocco, then off to Germany. Amazing to think I'm in a country with virtually no beer, and certainly no pork. Tomorrow, I'll be in a country with more beer than any other, and full of the ultimate Pork sausage: the Bratwurst.
Cheers!
I'm in the Fez. I'm not sure what Fez means in Arabic, but I'm pretty sure that it means Big, Huge Giant Maze of Amazing Sights and Smells
I rolled in on Wednesday, taking the train from Marrakesh. Ah, wonderfully crazy intense Marrakesh. Home of the most insane square I've ever been to.
Big huge center squares are one of my favorite places. A place to see and be seen. To sit back, relax, and take in the world. And in Marrakesh, in the Jeema Fna, there is much to take in.
Check out the pictures here:
Then grabbed some food from the multitude of food grillers. Lots of smoke, lots of Kebabs. Lots of food. Lots of good pix :)
After Marrakesh, it was time to hit the Sahara - and some camel riding, some 150 miles from the border with Algeria, full on in the Sahara desert! Ah yes, it was quite hot, but we were driving most of the days, and had our little camel ride as evening was settling in.
We rolled into our Berber camp after the stars came out - and had a traditional meal inside the main tent. It was a motley krewe in our Caravan: A Dutch family,two Italians, some Polish, and two 21 year old girls from San Diego of all places. These girls hadn't a clue of anything: born and bred Southern California Girls. They just about screamed at every bug they saw, and got all the attention from the local boys. Just like out of a movie. Anyway, the look on their faces when the camels stood up is priceless. If you've ever ridden a camel, you know the mount/dismount of incredibly disjointed and jerky. Hold on tight!!
Then off to Fez, where I rolled around the Casbah yesterday. Ate some tasty street eats, tried to peer inside some mosques, and met a few folks that told me "Obama good!" and "Bush, bad, very bad." Perhaps with a new guy in charge, things will get better with our Middle Eastern relations
Tomorrow's my last here in Morocco, then off to Germany. Amazing to think I'm in a country with virtually no beer, and certainly no pork. Tomorrow, I'll be in a country with more beer than any other, and full of the ultimate Pork sausage: the Bratwurst.
Cheers!
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