Saturday 12 May
A guard at the airport wagged his finger at me as I took a phone photo of the terminal. I think he was telling me to put that piddly thing away and get out a real camera. In this city, once you do that it is hard to put it away again.
Twenty dirhams had our luggage wheeled on a cart through narrow lanes, derbs they are called here, up a hill overtaken by donkey delivery loaded with electrical goods from India. Our accommodation, Riad Fes Kettani is down a dingy lane behind a large metal door and inside is an oasis.
Sunday 13 May
Before the sun, I took to the rooftop terrace where it was a chilly 14℃. I was later told that the satellite dishes were termed the flowers of Fes.
It looks amazing. I am guessing the large vat things is the tannery. The colours and decorations on the buildings are beautiful.
Yes Jo. The tannery is not too far from where we are staying. White chalk vats, then darker ones with pigeon poo, then others with dyes. We were warned about the smell and were offered mint leaves to sniff as an antidote, but found it fitted in with the general odour of the place. Hot here. 40℃ today but no humidity at all so at times is hard to smell anything other than myself.
Loving your blog posts so far Dad, Fez looks amazing. Glad you’re having a great time!
I wonder, would you like to share me how much cost will needed to explore all those places, including the affordable accommodation ? It would be very helpful for me to estimate my cost there. regards