The long ferry ride from Santander in Spain and Portsmouth in England is a good place to catch up on the Moroccan blog.
Fez was my major city experience in Morocco. I couldn’t neglect Morocco’s oldest city, home to the world’s oldest University in the labyrinthine Medina.
Fez is a big bustling city and here I encountered the motorised tout. The motorised rides along besides you on a nippy scooter talking away about where you from, how long have you been in Morocco etc etc. Meanwhile I’m trying to navigate the Moroccan traffic and follow the directions instructions from the GPS. Just as your totally bamboozled the the key question comes. ‘Which hotel are you staying at?’ I divulge the name and next thing the full loaded Mighty Breva following a little scooter nipping through the streets of Fez.
At the hotel, next morning at the cafe across our registered guide will be waiting to lead a private tour of the old city.
He was a great guide and navigating the old Medina without a guide would really be a challenge in navigation and interpretation.
The leather dying vats are an iconic part of the old city.
As is the camel butcher.
The copper smiths
The fabric sellers
And the winding alleyways and heavy doors that the porte to Mosques, Synagogues, residences of the rich and poor
Of course one of those doors leads to the oldest university in the world.
From the high points of the city you can gain a view of the Medina by day
And by night
Inside the Medina the roof of the carpet seller gives a good view across the roof tops.
Did I say carpet seller??? Whoops I bought another rug!!
Fez was the Moroccan city I really wanted to visit and if didn’t disappoint. Maybe a different city next time.