Monday, July 25, 2011

Fes . . . again

This weekend I went to Fes . . . again. 

I visited Jess and Youness, two people I met at the Jewish Museum Conference. 

I left Friday evening, after spending the afternoon at the Fullbright office in Rabat. It was my first time traveling alone, and it was wonderful, although I was really just in a train, walked two blocks, got in a taxi, and was met by Youness's smiling face. At any rate, it was nice, and I hope to travel by myself more in the future. 

The train ride back, however, was hilariously crowded. You know those compartments in the Hogwarts Express? Well, Moroccan trains have those too! The only difference with the Hogwarts Express and the Moroccan trains is that the Moroccan trains don't take you to Hogwarts. . . and there are an infinite amount of tickets per train for a finite amount of seats. So people are standing in the hallways that are really only one-person wide, and you have to push yourself against the women to let other people (and, god forbid, the fuller Moroccan women) pass by. And as you are waiting for the trains and they pull up, it is really every-man-for-himself. People barely wait for others to descend the train before cramming on. There is no order. And although the trains brag of air conditioning, they are rarely on. So seat or no seat, everyone will be drenching with sweat.

I always forget to take pictures of my sandwiches. This is a pretty standard one - pita-pocket style with grilled meat, olives, and a spicy sauce. This time I went for something Moroccan. Youness ordered for me, and I ended up with tehal which is apparently mutton liver. It tasted like beef, I promise!  

While in the Medina, Youness and Jess purchased this game with is a framed, Moroccan version of Sorry. 


Youness (on the right), and Jess 


I really liked the patterns of the doors.


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