Trip Start Apr 28, 2007
65Trip End Oct 26, 2007
We travelled there by train, and whereas the loo was inoperative on the train to Casablanca, the air conditioning was out of order in our first class compartment en route to Fes. Perhaps that explained the sense of camaraderie which prevailed. That, and the interesting mix of people amongst the 4 others with us.There was the Dutch man who had married a Moroccan and lived near Meknes, speaking Dutch, and fluent French and Arabic. And the Moroccan journalist living in the Netherlands who spoke Arabic and fluent English, Dutch and French. And the property developer from Fes who spoke Arabic and fluent French and English. Conversation was lively with animated discussion on international economics, politics and the odd joke was repeated in English for our benefit
Before we reached Fes, we had been offered the friendship of the Fes business tycoon who personally organised for us to be escorted for the two days in Fes by someone we came to admire and respect hugely. Like a guardian angel, Abdul was our guardian guide round the Medina and ensured that we saw the treasures hidden behind apparently derelict doors. Rather than write about these at length, we have put up pictures and told their stories over and above the captions within the photo album on this post. They only touch on what Abdul opened up for us.
The riad was a good find too, and although the owners were away given it was Ramadan when the tourist season drops off, we were well looked after by Mohammed who even played for us on our last evening.