First stop--Meknes, the wine capital of Morocco. But more importantly, Wine capital of Morocco! And Moulay Idriss's Grand Estate. The imperial founder of Morocco had quite the "digs." It was an archeological paradise!
Hey Mom! Would you believe it: they play golf in Morocco! And by "they" I mean the members of the royal family and entourage. I'm sure you could play the back nine, though. (Please enjoy my exclusive picks of the Royal Gulf course --tpb soon)
Then we dashed into a craftsman's salon to practice some bargaining: 100 dirham for a hand of Fatima keepsake/keychain? I don't think so. That's like (quickly divide 100/8.3 in my head in a bit of quick mental math...) 100/8.3 big ones!
I don't mess around with my dirham.
A short windy bus ride later we make it to Moulay Idriss. Home of Molay Idriss's remains/mosque in his name. A quaint mountainside town. We have a lovely lunch of couscous and lamb tagine topped off with oranges, bananas, and more digestive drama! (have you heard of McVities? Did you know they have activia yogurt here?)
Roman ruins in Morocco? Say hello to lovely jubalee Volibulous (Walilee). I'l just say it: the Romans lived well. Not long. But well. Short and sweet. LIke our trip to Volibulous.
18:50 Arrive fee Fes! Most famous of all cities named for hats! Largest Medina in all of Africa. (Oh did you forget I'm studying abroad in AFrica?) We dine in style and are entertained cross-eyed magicians and older than appropriate belly dancers. SErved delicious cookie made of clouds. Or whatever they're calling coconut these days.
That sure sounds like an epic journey alright. Reminds me of this one night that me and my friend Harold went looking for something to eat, and all sorts of crazy stuff ensued! We got lost on the NJ Turnpike, Harold got bit by a raccoon, we had a flat tire, got arrested for jay-walking, picked up a hitch-hiking Doogie Howser, busted out of jail, stole a car and finally para-glided down next to a White Castle. Your weekend sure sounds like fun, though.
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