Fes

A full day of travel bought us North up to Fes, and to another very cool Riad. The host of the house was great and he walked us through the winding streets to a favourite eatery of his. The large TV in our room made it movie night after that. Out and about we headed into the skinny, loud, colourful, crowded streets in search of nothing in particular. Morocco character continued to prevent us from blinking as we strolled past chickens being beheaded, decapitated camel heads, stray kittens and shops full of great bargains.

We found the very handy cafe (clock cafe) in amongst the streets and enjoyed some westernised food after being a little tajined out. We worked our way up to a great view of the city after lunch an then pretty much packed it in for the day. It was cooking lessons planned for the next day so after breakfast, out we went with Yousif into the streets. Ordered a fresh (still alive) chook and then went hunting for the complementary fruit, veg and spices. Eventually we returned to the Riad and into mum's kitchen. Chicken and Lamb tajines were on the menu along with a traditional Moroccan soup and salad. We watched on as some of the more colourful spices you have ever seen were added to the brothing brilliance. The two of us sat and slowly consumed as much of the spread as we could. Later that evening after a dodgy fruit salad or water Rhi fell in and we ended up staying in Fes for another 2 uneventful days and Rhi recovered and eventually made our way north.