We walk
through the labyrinth that is the medina. At first I try to keep track of where
we are going, but I easily forget as the narrow alleyways and streets all look
the same. I see Berber windows, windows with carvings of the family name for
Berber women to look out of. In the past, unmarried women were not allowed to
go out of the house, only one day a week. So these windows allowed them to look
out, without letting anyone look in. The markings on the window are similar to
the ones that Berber women used to have tattooed on their face – with family
information. It was their way of communicating where they are from when they
went out.
Some of the
streets are so narrow that I need to twist my shoulders sideways just to get
through. So obviously cars are not allowed inside as they wouldn’t fit anyway. People
have furniture etc .sent via the rooftop as that is the only way to get large
items into the house. As I peek into homes with open doors, there are beautiful
mosaics that line the walls. Fes, known as the home for many artisans and
crafts boasts pottery, leather, bronze, and herbs. Youssef, the guy who works
at the hostel took me to this awesome restaurant with a terrace that overlooks
the entire medina. In all honesty I was freaked out at the thought of having to
find my way back. But one thing I’ve improved on this trip is my sense of
direction; which is usually horrible. I wander into the medina for a while and
manage to find my way back.
I end my
trip on the last night exploring the “new Fes” area, which is much more modern.
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