Monday, July 12, 2010

Fes

Old city Fes is an incredible maze of narrow lanes and crowded stalls with semi aggressive salesman yelling that their products are worth a look. We got lost fast, in a good way. It's part of the medina's charm.

The medina is a dream for photographers, with it's faded and muted painted doors and shutters, narrow winding steps, and cast iron creations. We also saw a school and mosque with beautiful tile work and stucco designs. We found a cafe recommended by a Peace Corps volunteer in Morocco and drank some delicious iced mint tea.

We've had fun eating cheaply at the hole-in-the-wall places throughout Fes. Favorite dishes include B'sara, a white bean and garlic soup served with a dollup of olive oil and pita bread, a Moroccan soup of beans with a tomato base, makoda, which are fried spiced potato balls, and pita sandwiches made with various fillings. There's lots of Moroccan pastries to choose from or gelato for dessert. Mint tea, cafe au lait, and espressos are everywhere. A couple of times we'd follow signs to a restaurant, turning on alleys off of alleys, winding up narrow stairs, and find ourselves in someone's home.

Highlights of the medina included finding an "industrial center," where we saw the wood being cut and sanded, the leather dyed, huge weaving looms (almost always operated by men), tiles chipped, etc. It was quieter and more removed then expected, a little behind the scenes.

We joined a mass of people huddled out into the streets of a sidewalk cafe to watch the World Cup game around a small TV. Beer is not sold much or at all, so we drank orange juice and mint tea. Most fans were cheering for Spain, which made the game more fun by watching their reactions. Lots of hugging and singing and drum playing exploded afterwards.

We spent today in new Fes, which is completely different. It is more residential and affluent with wide boulevards. It is nice to be able to compare the two sides of Fes and to spend some time in a more, shall we say, relaxed, environment.

13 comments:

  1. Hi! This is kind of off with a tangent, but I found it interesting and thought you might too. Today I was going thru some of Mamaw's things we have stored in the garage and I came across some old, sweet, true love letters from Papaw to Mamaw when he was in the Navy. Mamaw was in the States, and he was aboard the "sip" as I as a baby called his ship. The boys weren't born yet. Papaw was in port for awhile as he wrote this letter. The date was December 1959 and it was written while he was in Morroco! Guess a little bit of his wanderlust got into you!!

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  2. ::Wingbeard and Kanon walk into the room and yawn, their limbs aching from a hard day of slaying witches and giant snakes::

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  3. *Y'Knaan feels immasculated after Wingbeard's butchering of his name. Y'Knaan takes this as an offense on behalf of his weiner.*

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  4. ::Wingbeard drains his flagon of ail and dreams of a dwarf-woman who understands him, unlike his "friends" Y'Knaan and Nigel::

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  5. ::Offended that Wingbeard would insult the hospitality of their host Nigel Rosenbloom, Y'Knaan instructs his pet badger Doctor Danger to remove Wingbeard's underpants::

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  6. ::Shorn of his dignity, Wingbeard decides to roll with his situation. He places both his great-axes on the table::

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  7. ::Y'Knaan can hardly keep himself together while battling a suddenly vicious case of irritable bowel syndrome::

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  8. ::Wingbeard slowly inflates a latex glove and places it on his head::

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  9. ::Wingbeard's attempt at peacocking is successful, and a very incontinent Y'Knaan is deeply aroused::

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  10. ::With an eye towards the future, Wingbeard eats an enormous lunch of cheese sandwiches, pickles, 3 eggs, and an entire apple pie::

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  11. ::Broaching the conversation, Y'Knaan enters the fray:: "Oh come on, son. You holding out on me over that food like Senator Ben Nelson on financial and health care reform."

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  12. ::Wingbeard shares his food reluctantly, then declares that he is moving to detroit. He needs a new start, things are stale. Also, Y'Knaan, your food is tasteless::

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  13. ::Y'Knaan turns on an episode of 'Frasier':: "Actually, guy, in these receeding times a move to Detroit might not be within your economical means. You may think the auto industry is all that right now from the bail out, but the capital required to uproot your family and travel across the country alone could put you out permanently."

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