The Labyrinth of Fes – How to navigate your way through the medina

A donkey carrying gas bottles on its back, passing through one of the main souk streets of Fes.

Evening had crept up on us and before we knew it, the sun was gone and darkness settled over the city. At a certain point I started panicking. Lights were playing on the walls, leaving the imagination to make shapes out of shadows. The streets looked deserted apart from clusters of men sitting on stairs and smoking.

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Majorelle Garden and Marrakech outside the medina

The vibrance of the Majorelle blue.

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.

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