Entering Fes through the gates of the medina is like stepping into the 12th century. But be forewarned. The walls turn in on you, narrowing at times to slightly more than one person wide. And you never know what awaits you in the semi-darkness of the passageways.
Tag: Morocco
Omar of the Desert
Once upon a time, some wag described the camel as a horse designed by committee. Having now been up close and personal with these animals in Morocco, however, I’d have to say that the joke does them a great disservice.