We flew out to Fes (or Fez) on the evening of 7 November. We stayed at the Palais Jamai there – we liked that place, although it flattered a little to deceive with a flashy outward appearance – much of Morocco was like that.
We had arranged a walking tour of the Fes Medina (only feet and mules are allowed) for our first day in Morocco. Our guide, Abdl Jawl, arrived promptly and without ceremony.
A selection of the photos and yarns follows. More photos can be found in the Flickr albums, linked at the bottom of each piece about this holiday.
Examining the snailsColour-co-ordinated Moroccan womenZawiyya (mausoleum) Moulay Idriss IIMedersa El-AttarineKairaoine MosqueDebating with Abdl Jawl in Seffarine MedersaLittle treasures in a Seffarine District schoolYou’ll be grateful that the tanneries are not shown on a smelly-visionIn the souk we were neither persuaded to buy a carpet, nor a Fassie outfit
Having failed my audition as a Klansman, we took some lunch back at the Palace – Pastilla (Moroccan pigeon pie).
