From tajines big and small, to fes hats, incense burners, pure eucalyptus, mountains of spices, Argan oil, random colourful pots and plates, pashminas, and straw bags… There are so many things that can be bought in this shopping mecca.
In my new blue babouches, wearing a long summer dress I had got for a bargain in a charity shop back home, I have to admit I felt like an under dressed Arabian princess gliding over the dark terra cotta coloured path. The scruffy looking husband in his army shorts and flat cap did not help this image.
In the shade of the narrow streets under wooden cover there are pashminas moving in the sight breeze, in another street you see ceramic bowls and plates with Moroccan designs, another souk over, copper and brass lamps are hanging off the doors, light shining through their intricate lattice work or stained glass.