And then you experience something so different and that is like being in Fez, if just for a day. I rode over this morning in a grand taxi and I wondered how that was going to work because there were seven of us fairly big guys hanging around and it was a very small corolla sized car. But I learned we could all fit...the first surprise of the day.
But then I got a petit taxi to the old...I mean old since Fez just celebrated the 1200th anniversary of its founding...and well the medina, the souks, the mosques...it is all up there with Times Square, the pallazos in Venice, Tenamin Square as urban places of human activity. Just overwhelming in sight and sound and smell. Some of the last coming from the urine and feces baths used for tanning hides. Just an astonishing place...made me come back and spend the rest of the afternoon with a glass of wine...yes, it can be obtained in certain hotels in the ville neuvelle...reading the history of Fez and Morocco which was, by the way, the first country to recognize the US after the revolution and with whom it has the oldest treaty of any other country in the world. Kind of had to do with piracy at the time...but still.
