Fez is the former capital and is one of the four 'imperial cities' found in Morocco. We stayed in a riad in Fes el Bali (translates as old walled city) which is a listed World Unesco Heritage site. Most of these pictures are taken from inside the medina or a view from above the city looking down.
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Fez - the old town is surrounded by a wall. |
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Blue gates |
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Outside of the old town. |
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Looking over part of the city. |
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Old fort ruins |
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Surrounding countryside where many olives are grown. A graveyard sits at the base of the valley. |
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View from above |
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Traditional leather shoes that are hand made in Fez. |
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Cow leather |
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The tannery |
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workers dyeing the leather hydes |
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Craftsman engraving a golden tray by hand.
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Qur'an School doorway |
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Shoes made from camel leather. |
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A traditional coffin built in carpenter's square. |
Now I want to tell you a story...
[Act 1] Once upon a time, two backpackers (heavily laden with too much luggage) find themselves complexed by the repetitive maze they find before them.
[Act 2] Enter a small boy
A small boy mysteriously appears and offers to show you the way to your accomodation. En route you just happen to pass his uncles restaurant which has the "best food in town". Coincidentally a few minutes later you are likely to end up at his parents leather shop where they sell "only the best handcrafted goods made from only the finest leather". (You can change restaurant or leather shop with any shop be it carpets, butchers or one of many textiles outlets but you get the idea)
[Act 3] The young entrepreneur continues on his quest ensuring you that "we are very close" and at this stage it would be wise to reach into your pocket for some spare change - about 10-20 Dirham ( £1 or $1.50) will be more than enough and I have now started collecting small change for such occasions as these.
Upon receiving the coin, the boys eyes light up and he acts all surprised as if he didn't expect anything for his help.
Before parting he might chance his arm once more by offering a tour of the city. Mention something about it being illegal and you will see a clean pair of heals as the small boy vanishes as quickly as he appeared.
The End. (Until next time you leave your hostel and turn into the nearest street).
That said, Fez is remarkable in so many ways. Fez manages to be simultaneously chaotic and enchanting. It is fascinating, shocking and ultimately provides too many sights, sounds and smells for the brain to comprehend.
Paul Theroux once remarked that "travel is only glamorous in retrospect" so with that notion, I feel that Fez as most of Morocco, will continue to burrow deep beneath my skin long after I have left and I look forward to being able to comprehend the wonderful experiences that are spinning like an unfathomable kaleidoscope in my mind right now.
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