Africa

October - December 2023
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  • Day 67

    Goodbye Africa

    December 15, 2023 in Morocco ⋅ ☀️ 24 °C

    Yesterday was the last day of the tour, and today was the last day of my African adventure. It has been incredible and a much more unique experience to that which I got in Europe. Despite this, I am excited to go back to Europe and see the family, regardless of the freezing temperature I will experience. The day combined collecting all my warm winter clothes, shuffling around my bag, and getting in my taxi to the airport. Luckily, the Aussies from the tour left just before me, so I got to spend some time with them at the airport before they had to board. Kylie, Barnabey, and Amanda were great, and I am hoping to catch up with them at some point in the future, whether back in aus or while we are travelling. Once I said goodbye to them, I sat around, grabbed some food, and finished my journalling while I waited to board my plane. All went well with my flights, and I arrived on time in Vienna at 11 pm. I was even lucky enough to see the eifell tower as I flew into Paris. I then taxied to my hostel. My first stay in a hostel for the last 2 months. It was a pretty decent hostel, and the guys I stayed with were even nice enough to give me recommendations from around Vienna.

    I have included some of my favourite photos with some of my favourite people throughout my month in Africa. It has been incredible, and I can't way to return to complete my Africa adventure. The more I travel it, the more I discover new places to go. Zimbabwe, Botswana, Namibia, Egypt, and Tunisia next.
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  • Day 66

    Gardens and Riads

    December 14, 2023 in Morocco ⋅ ☀️ 21 °C

    It has been a great two weeks on my tour, and placed Morocco toward the top of my all-time favourite travel locations. The tour was very well organised to the effect of minimising long drives, creating unique and diverse experiences, immersing ourselves with the locals, and exploring the authentic Morocco. Along with this, I had an amazing guide, an awesome group, and a stress free couple of weeks. This is my final full day in the African continent, bringing an end to a 66 long day adventure. One I will never forget. But I didn't want to exhaust myself after a big 2 weeks of travel, so I took it pretty easy today. After a sleep in, I went with the rest of the Aussies to the photography museum of Morocco. It was really cool. It gave a photographic context to the local and traditional people that we have spent so much time learning about over the last 2 weeks. The photos were really cool and the dress they wore was very interesting. We spent about an hour here before heading to a riad the other guys had stayed at before the tour started. We only stopped here briefly for some mint tea and biscuits before continuing on. We then went to a really nice restaurant, famous around Morocco, for their traditional Tangia dish. The restaurant has hosted the likes of Gordon Ramsey, and somebody feed Phil. The food was amazing, reasonably priced, and very traditional. After this, I left the rest of the group and wandered the Jardin Majorelle. Although quite interesting and cool, I didn't learn much about it. i.e., who built it or why it exists. It did, however, have a cool museum about the Berber people, the indigenous population of Morocco, originating from southern Spain. Unfortunately, you could not take photos of the exhibit. This is rather disappointing given how much cool and interesting dress was on display. But still, I have attached photos of the garden itself and some of the cool stores. There was also a YSL museum, but as someone not particularly into fashion, I chose not to pay the money. I then sat at a cafe and enjoyed a coffee in the warm Moroccan sun before collecting my things and heading back to the hotel. It was supposed to be a relaxing day, so I chilled in the bed for a couple of hours before our group met for one final dinner altogether. Here, we would be saying goodbye to a couple members of the tour and our tour guide, Aatmane. He was amazing, and the group too. So it was quite sad to say goodbye but had to happen eventually. It brought a sombre mood to a great night, but I'm glad to have been a part of such a great team.Read more

  • Day 65

    Marrakech Markets

    December 13, 2023 in Morocco ⋅ ☀️ 23 °C

    We arrived in our final city of the two week long tour, Marrakech. Once again, the desolate and empty landscape still managed to create an aura that amazes the mind. It's difficult to comprehend the vastness of the dirty and dusty planes that disappear over the horizon in every direction. It is both scary and beautiful. The capacity for the ancient people to utilise the little the land provides to create a bustling and productive society is difficult to comprehend. After some hours of driving through this landscape, we arrived to ensure that we could fit in a tour that would last us a few hours. This was a great tour, and although strapped for time, allowed us to explore the world famous Marrakech Medina and experience some beautiful riads. We started, however, right smack bang in the middle of the Medina, where every direction appeared to lead you nowhere. The ancient city centre has been growing since the 12th century and, as such, does not have any sort of urban planning. Had you asked me to traverse the narrow and confusing streets, I would have forfeited instantly. Many streets are long, busy, and lead nowhere. Luckily, we had a guide who could easily lead us to the first location. This was the Bahia Palace. This was very interesting, but also a rude reawakening to the life of a tourist. We had avoided the busy crowds for the whole 2 weeks in Morocco, and even more going back to my time back in Europe nearly 3 months ago, yet this couldn't last forever. It was back to battling through crowds, avoiding "influences" cameras, and having hundreds of people in all your photos. A life I did not miss. Nonetheless, I tried my best to push this to the back of my mind and enjoy the experience. The riad was the home to a very wealthy man back in the 19th century and reflects both aspects. It is massive, occupying 2 acres in the Medina centre, reflecting the wealth of the man. And despite being old, the condition of the building is clearly a reference to the relatively young age of the structure compared to the rest of the Medina. The man who owned it, Si Moussa, was a grand vizier of the sultan. This is essentially the representative of the sultan, allowing the sultan to enjoy his life of luxury without the stresses of kingship. In other words, the second most powerful and wealthy man in Morocco, and likely North Africa at the time. His luck doesn't stop there, as the man also managed to secure himself many wives. Something only allowed in the Muslim faith if the man could prove his capacity to look after all of them. This is the only rule that had to be abided by in the olden days. Which of course Si Moussa could do. Perhaps more interestingly, polygamy is still a practice that can be exercised in the modern age of Islam. Although incredibly rare, a man is able to have many wives if he satisfies a few key criteria. First, as in the old day, he has to be able to prove his capacity to afford to maintain their lifestyles. Secondly, he has to treat each and every single one equally. This relates to the money he spends on them, the time he spends with them, and the importance he lays with their children. Additionally, the man is restricted to 4 wives at a maximum. Finally, and the reason that this is becoming acceptionally rare nowadays, the first wife has to agree to allow for her husband to marry again. Muslim men joke that although it is legal, it is illegal to the real lawmakers of society, the women. We then learnt a little bit more about Muslim culture and society before continuing through the Riad to the exit. Even throughout this incredibly important tourism artefact, the effects of the earthquake are still present throughout. Something that would repeat all throughout our experience in Marrakech. A tragedy when you see the poverty some live in already.

    The next was the maze of the Marrakech markets. This was an amazing experience. The Medina has changed very little in the centuries leading up to the modern day, so we wandered around and took some cool photos of the daily lives of the locals. The hustle and bustle of the markets meant that traversing the crowds wasn't always easy, and on a couple of occasions we lost sight of our guide, but always managed to find him. He showed us around for a couple of hours before dropping us off at our restaurant where we would be having dinner. It was Kylies birthday, so her friend had booked her a table to celebrate. It was very fancy with nice cocktails and amazing food. We all had a lot of drinks and more fun. On our walk home, we headed back through the busy Medina, this time at night. It had somehow managed to get even busier and more lively. It was a little bit too much, so we didn't stick around for too long. We watched some acts and listened to some Moroccan music before heading back to the hotel for bed.
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  • Day 64

    Ait Benhaddou

    December 12, 2023 in Morocco ⋅ ☀️ 21 °C

    Throughout our drive today, we were expecting to have stops at many Kasbahs and Ksars. Kasbahs are fortified quarters within cities that home a specific family. Also known as an alcazabar in Spain. They are basically tiny, ancient towns that are dominated by a family and a central structure, with 4 pillars on each corner to observe the enemy approach. This family can range from 40 to 200 people, with an equally sized number of staff and slaves. As such, the building has to be capable of holding many inhabitants during an invasion. Outside of the massive, central structure is a small town in which the rest of the inhabitants, from outside the family, live. Although sometimes surrounded by a wall, it is significantly less protected compared to the main Kasbah. These also tend to not be preserved as well, but the remnants do remain. After our first visit to one of these, we headed toward Air Benhaddou. This is an example of a much larger version of the Ksabah, the Ksar. A Ksar is a combination of many Ksabahs within a well fortified city. The Gates are world famous and have been used in many movie and TV shows. The most famous is Game of Thrones. After wandering through this really cool town, through markets, tea shops, and restaurants, we made it to the top of the hill that the city is situated. This was an ancient watch house for the rest of the city, but it has since been degraded by the recent earthquake. Nonetheless, it was really cool to see the ancient city below us and the newer city across the riverbed. On our way down, we stopped off for a tea and a rug demonstration. I have seen many by now, but it is still cool to observe how rugs are made in different countries in Africa. After this, we drove about 5 minutes to our hotel near Ait Benhaddou and relaxed until dinner.Read more

  • Day 63

    Rose Valley Walk

    December 11, 2023 in Morocco ⋅ ☁️ 21 °C

    Today was a rather relaxed day compared to the previous week and a half of activities, tours, and driving. We started with a walk around the town of Bou Thara and a wander through the canyons and up to a viewpoint of the town. This was an alright walk, but improved significantly at the end. Morocco's landscape is beautiful to drive through, but not rather spectacular to walk through. On a large scale, it has beautiful mountains, valleys, canyons, and rivers. However, on a smaller scale, a lot of the landscape is rocky, dusty, and void of flora and fauna. As such, the start of our walk through a canyon was rather uneventful. It was just a lot of rocks. There was a brief walk through the town, but there also wasn't a lot happening here. We eventually got to a viewpoint where we could see the river that we would be walking through next. This is where the walk improved. We wandered along the stream of water through a thin forest that was beautifully coloured. The winter had caused some of the leaves to turn orange and fall off the trees, whereas the snow from the mountains ensured that the river was still flowing, maintaining a nice green glow. In the end, we were blessed with the presence of a few stray puppies who were playful but shy. We then headed back to the hotel for lunch, where we would then have an afternoon free of any commitments. This was nice, as I was due a call with my parents, and some time spent organising the next phase of my trip. Other than this, we all chilled until about 6 pm, when we convened at the terrace for a beer. Amanda and I managed to find an 18% beer, so we figured we would give those a crack. Shock. They were shit. Tasting like beer flavoured vodka, we grit our teeth to get through it before having a few more drinks after dinner. By now, we were quite drunk and figured it was time for bed.Read more

  • Day 62

    Sahara Sunrise

    December 10, 2023 in Morocco ⋅ ☀️ 20 °C

    After a breathtaking evening in the Sahara, it was easy to convince us to witness the sunrise. As such, we got up at 7:45 for an 8:00 sunrise. Although it was cold and difficult to drag yourself out of bed, it was well worth it. We walked the sand dunes and found a perfect little spot to watch the reverse of what we had seen yesterday. I would say it wasn't as nice as the previous evening, just because the colours weren't as spectacular. I'm not quite sure why, but it didn't have the same effect. Don't get me wrong, it was still incredible but not quite as breathtaking. We had a guide join us for the sunrise, and as is typical for them, they love to get some photos of you doing some strange poses. Although i just wanted a regular photo, it is too difficult to say no. After this, we had our breakfast and packed the bus to head to our next destination, the Rose Valley. Today was basically a travel day, but we did have some nice stops along the way. A couple of valley towns mostly. One was particularly extravagant in its grandure. A road lay at the bottom of the canyon, with enourmas, vertical cliffs on either side. We went for a walk through it while we waited for lunch. We then continued our journey, taking the rest of the afternoon. As such, we arrived quite late and essentially just ate and went to bed. It was a cruisy yet somehow still tiring day.Read more

  • Day 61

    Desert Camp

    December 9, 2023 in Morocco ⋅ ⛅ 26 °C

    Our drive toward our desert camp was spectacular. On the fringes of the Sahara Desert, the dry, desolate canyon landscape was a very different experience than any I had before on my travels. We meandered around canyon valleys and peaked mountain tops as we traversed the inhospitable and empty region. We got a mix of oasis habitats where palm trees littered the depth of a canyon valley and 360-degree views of flat, dusty nothingness. Along the way, the emptiness would be interrupted by small villages with their brick and dirt huts that have managed to survive the stresses of time in a generally dead landscape. The purposes of their existence and their capacity to survive the hot and dry summers is unknown to me. They hold on to the tiny water streams and few palms that exist as their source of livelihood. Yet somehow, they survive. We stopped along at markets, view points, and an oasis retreat for some lunch. The last viewpoint we stayed at was the Ziz Valley, where the canyons connect and widen to become a large basin capable of supporting a greater number of palms. This was an incredible sight as you drive over nothing but dirt for hours on end only to then look down into a valley and see thousands and thousands of palm trees. It really created a unique viewing. After lunch, we continued to the desert camp. When we arrived, our bags were taken to our tents, and we were treated to Berber whiskey (green tea) within our little tent compound. This was made up of tents in a U shape surrounding a fireplace and some nice plants and rugs to line the path. We then relaxed briefly before reconvening for our sunset tour. This tour was unique as we would travel through the Sahara Desert in the old school mode of transport, Camel back. We met our camels at the front gate and began trodding along, through the sand dunes to arrive atop a particularly large dune where we could sit, grab some photos, and enjoy the sunset. The camel riding was neither smooth nor fast, but it was fun. The camels were very cute and well-behaved, making the experience much more enjoyable. I have heard some horror stories from the camel rides in Egypt. Nonetheless, we sat for about an hour and watched the sands of the desert transform from a vibrant yellow set of rolling hills into an orange glow as the sun hit the horizon. This was fantastic to watch and was only the beginning of the show. We were incredibly blessed with great weather and a desert empty of other travellers. This meant that the skyline also began to evolve from a yellow to an orange to a red to a purple as the few clouds were hit with the evening sun as it disappeared from our sight over the dunes. I had seen many photos and paintings of artists trying to capture this exact moment. The blue sky above, the yellow sun on the horizon, the purple haze within the clouds, and the orange sand dunes in the foreground. Even the most detailed paintings could never capture the moment perfectly, like being there. In the end, my favourite photo was captured with all of the above colours and my camel. This is the 19th photo. Although far from doing the reality any sort of justice, it is the closest I could get. After seeing the sunset, it was sadly time to head back to the camp. We arrived, had dinner, and then sat around the campfire to listen to some traditional Moroccan music. It was actually very good, and the Moroccans clearly have the African rhythm. The same couldn't be said for us. They were "nice" enough to let us try our luck on the instruments. You can expect the tragedy that unfolded ruined the vibe that they had created. Eventually, they allowed us to sit and relax once again, but even this was a great experience. They were all so friendly, and the dancing and singing along to their tunes was a great way to end the day. Though it didn't quite end there, we then sat amongst the sand dunes and did some star gazing to make the most of the very limited light pollution within the Sahara Desert. This was incredible as I hadn't yet set out any time to properly sit and observe the stars in the Northern hemisphere during my trip. It was great to sit with everyone, chat, and watch the stars. Sadly, after a while, it was time for bed. A great day in Morocco and a great experience in the SaharaRead more

  • Day 60

    Midelt Canyon Walk

    December 8, 2023 in Morocco ⋅ ☀️ 18 °C

    Our first stop on our extended drive to Midelt was at a very cute alpine town toward the Atlas mountains. We gained altitude quite quickly, and the temperature dropped as a result. Nonetheless, we walked around the adorable town briefly before grabbing a coffee and continuing our journey. The orange leaves and steep red rooves of the town really did feel as though we had teleported somewhere in the Swiss mountains. As our journey continued, we stopped once again for a tea with a local lady who lived in almost complete solitude in the mountains. Her and her husband live a near nomadic lifestyle. He is a Shepard who is paid to look after a wealthier person's livestock while they live in the cities, and she looks after the house and the rest of the animals that remain at home. He walks the sheep hundreds of kilometres to the markets in the surrounding regions. They would traditionally have been the indigenous peoples of the atlas mountains who live all over the mountains, never staying somewhere for an extended period of time. Nowadays, they have a home, as simplistic as it may be, where they live throughout the whole year. This has been the result of a shift away from nomadic lifestyles to ensure that the children can receive an education and proper healthcare. After tea in their adorable little shack, we got back on the road to Midelt. A part from a brief stop to see and feed some macaque monkeys, we essentially drove all the way to Midelt. Once we arrived, we had about an hour to relax before getting back in the truck for a brief but interesting canyon walk. This was really cool as the driver essentially dropped us at the base of the Atlas mountains in the middle of nowhere. Our guide then walked with us for a while, picking up 3 local kids along the way, who ended up joining us for the walk. After a while of walking, the landscape opened up into an enourmas canyon that appeared out of nowhere. Clearly, the thawing of winter snow up in the mountains has carved out an enourmas scar into the landscape and created a meandering river through the bottom of it. It was really cool to see. As the kids began throwing things down into the canyon below, I could help but join in. Thoroughly enjoying the sound of the rock crashing into the rock bed below. We followed the edge of the canyon all the way along for a few kilometres before eventually a small town emerged on the outskirts of Midelt, just as the canyon opened up into the flat landscape. Turning into a desert from a mountain range. We then followed our guide, after a few photos with the donkeys, all through the town. He knew all of the locals and visited them and their children in their homes. One of the boys who joined us for the walk took us back to his place, where his mum would make us tea. Unfortunately she was busy, but it was nice to be invited and the local people were beautifully nice. Someone in the town had passed away during the night, and so many people were participating in their traditional mourning processes before taking the body to the burial location. In quite a macabre and sad end to an otherwise great day, we were being picked up at the exact same place and time as the body began to be transported. It was really sad to watch the townspeople crying and saying their final goodbyes to their loved one, as they were driven off. Of course, we waited patiently until their precession was complete until we drove out. In the end, our tour of the town was a real culture shock. I have had plenty throughout my travels, but this one really allowed us to get up close and personal with their lifestyle. The children are more or less left to their own devices. Wandering around the cliff faces of the canyons, climbing along the roofs of the little shacks, and playing with the animals. The houses are little more than dirt huts, with the furniture built into the walls with more dirt. The donkeys, chickens, and other livestock live right outside their windows. That being said, what we would consider to be abject poverty is their way of living. And, in a way, watching the ceremony for the lady who lost her life was uplifting in a very sad sense. The whole town, of hundreds of people, were in the streets mourning their lost family member or friend. The social connections, family relationships, and their capacity to enjoy the little things in life are enviable from a Western perspective. Their is no depression or anxieties in these towns. They may have a greater struggle in their pursuit of wealth, but when you watch the kids play with little more than a slingshot or a makeshift ball of straw, you understand that they may be the lucky ones. They enjoy the company of those around them rather than relying on the material objects that we are brainwashed into being convinced we need. I have had to constantly remind myself that their lifestyle isn't worse but different. It can be easy to observe their lifestyle and want to save them. But, after all, this observation of indigenous populations and looking down on them as less fortunate is what caused colonialism and the suppression and extinction of thousands of cultures and ways of living. But, apart from the absolute essentials, sanitation, healthcare, etc, they may be the ones who would be shocked and sick to see the lifestyles we adopt at home. Working long hours every day, going home to cook and heading to bed. Spending the weekends shopping and spending money on things we don't need. Children play in front of screens all weekend and day before waking up and realising that their childhood is over. Sure, they may never be billionaires, but neither will most of us. But we work as though we may one day. After society convinces us that this will make you happy. These types of travel experiences are uplifting and can really change your perception of life and really cause some self-reflection.

    Our day ended here, and we headed back to the hotel for some dinner and bed. We had a long drive to our desert camp in the Sahara Desert. Something I was incredibly excited to witness and experience. I could once again not fit all my photos in for the day, as we are just doing too much, and im taking too many cool photos. I have tried to include the best stuff, though.
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  • Day 59

    Fes Old Town Tour

    December 7, 2023 in Morocco ⋅ ☁️ 20 °C

    We had one extended tour of Fes today that would take us to a pottery, a weavery, a tannery, the royal palace, the oldest university in the world, and a wood museum. We did, however, start at a lookout over the old Medina that we would spend the next 8 hours exploring. It was an old fortress that used to occupy the city limits, and it provided a great view of the city. It was hard to believe the size of the Medina given how old it is. It must have truly been a sight to behold when an ancient merchant approached the huge gates overlooking the metropolis that was Fes. Once we had taken some photos, we began our journey into the centre.

    We started with the pottery demonstration. This was interesting to watch. The strategies they adopt are beyond impressive and require an impressive eye for detail and memory. The process starts by designing your mosaic on paper, followed by the impressive process of chipping away coloured tiles to match the design. This is done by creating all the pieces required of one colour before moving on to the next, until every tile for the whole mosaic has been shaped. The impressive part comes from the fact that each and every piece has to fit perfectly into one another like a puzzle. Despite making hundreds, or even thousands, in a day, they maintain perfect consistency, and each piece is perfectly shaped to the pieces surrounding it. The angles of the sides, the size of the pieces, and the smoothness of the edges all have to be perfect to match the edge of the corresponding piece. This has to be done to ensure that all the pieces will fit together without gaps. The next part is perhaps even more important and impressive. They have to then place all the pieces to match the design they had made previously. Why this is so impressive is that they have to put each piece face down. Meaning they are making the design based solely on their capacity to remember what the previous colour was that they placed and their ability to recreate the mosaic in their had and match it on the ground, without being able to see it. The reason they have to do it face down is because they then poor concrete over the back of the mosaic to hold it into place. They leave it this way for 3 days to set before flipping it. Only after this long process, taking upwards of a week depending on the size of the mosaic, will they see if a mistake has been made in the design consistency, the colouring, or the symmetry of the piece. Given the immense detail, intricate design, and colour variety that is adopted, the skills that they have to complete these are unbelievable. The largest mosaic taking 8 months to complete (the __ picture). If they have successfully recreated the mosaic from their mind into reality, they then seal the tiles with a fibreglass to protect the tiles and ensure the mosaic is protected. We then walked around and watched the processes for making bowls, cups, tea pots, and much more. The mosaics were far and away the most impressive, however.

    After this, we made our way to the narrow streets of the Fes Medina, and I do mean narrow. Often, no more than one person could fit down an alley way at a time. This was done to protect the city from invasion forces, protect the residence from the brutal Moroccan sun's heat, and to maximise space. The city walls allowed little room for expansion, so as people married and the population grew, people began having to build up. Often, families would build in the only places where there was space, right over the top of the narrow walkways. This is done to ensure that the newlyweds could be close to their family. This creates these dark and narrow walkways that have made the Medina famous. Despite this, safety is not an issue for tourists. To this day, the aesthetics and layout of the ancient Medina have been maintained to hold onto the heritage. Building in the city is only allowed under very unique circumstances, generally maintenance. A lot of the city is undergoing restorations to maintain the ancient dynamic, to ensure structural integrity, and to restore the city to its previous condition. In 5 to 10 years, the experience the city will provide will be unbelievably immersive and unique. It is not like other old towns that have many streets of old styled houses. This is a whole city that hasn't changed in centuries. There is no reconstruction judt restoration. It is exactly how the city once was.

    We then strolled through some of the markets that sell mint, dyes, spices, herbs, meat, seafood, leather, silver, jewellry, and many other ancient and modern products. It was incredible to experience. The marketplace has been restored in the likeness of the ancient markets, and the vendors make and sell similar products to that which would have been sold in the BC years. They even have the production of bronze products being done in the middle of the market. Of course, it was done using ancient techniques, which once again added to the experience. Seafood and meat stores would hang the heads of the animals in which they sell the meat. It is quite confronting and shocking, but it is how it was back in the day, and they stick to their traditions. It's not a good place to be vego, though, that's for sure. The tour of the markets ended in the tannery, in which they dye the leathers to make bags, jackets, shoes, etc. I had been told that the smell can be horrific, but it was not as overwhelming as some had described it. I think the cooler weather and the mint provided aided this. It was really cool to watch from the balcony of the leather store, in which you could watch them soak and remove the hair before dying and drying the material. It was quite an operation and interesting to watch. An ancient and traditional technique, the companies receive funding to keep it this way to continue to provide an authentic experience of the ancient Medina. We sat and watched for quite a while before exploring the store and seeing the final product of the horrid smell. I didn't even want to ask the prices of items, and so I didn't. Although probably good value, it would be too difficult to carry while travelling.

    The next was the oldest university in the world. This was a mind-blowing fact given the ancient universities around the UK and the Middle East. The University of al-Qarawiyyin (Kairaouine) still stands today as a functional university. This did mean, however, access was not allowed. Its status as the oldest university is somewhat disputed as it was originally a school for teaching the Quran. It was created by a woman named Fatima al-Fihri in 858 AD and was funded by an inheritance she received. She then used the money to open the mosque and the school for teaching monks. It is said to be a large contribution to the Islamic golden age. Because access wasn't allowed, getting a good photo was difficult. It was a very popular tourist attraction. But based on what I saw and on the photos online, the condition looks immaculate and incredibly beautiful. We then explored some of the student accommdoations for while they studied. Students would remain here for 12 years while at university. A stunning fact when you saw the conditions in which they lived. Although the main university courtyard was beautiful, the rooms were not far off of prisons. In the community, though, the students would be treated well due to the expectations that they would one day be key members in the town and mosques. Nonetheless, I will attach pictures of the rooms. Some barely 2m x 2m, and they would live here for 12 years. This was an incredible experience, and it was hard to believe the condition of the university. The typical arabic scripts that occupy the walls were still legible (if I could read arabic), and it all dates back to the 9th century.

    The second to last stop for the day was the wood museum. This wasn't overly exciting, and we basically ignored the wood and just explored the building instead. The building was once a hotel for travelling merchants and traders, and the layout was quite interesting. The open courtyard would be to store the horses camels, or mules, while the small rooms downstairs would be to securely store their merchandise. The larger rooms upstairs were for the merchants themselves and were quite well sized compared to the student accommodation. Though, of course, this is due to the wealth discrepancy. We then got a bit of a view of the Medina from the roof before moving into our final visit for the day.

    The weavery, where scarves and traditional clothes are produced was our next stop. I had visited one in Madagascar, and I have to say that was a much cooler experience. The ladies used much more ancient and simplistic tools to create their scarves. Not to mention, lived in much worse conditions. I was far more glad to have bought a scarf from those ladies when compared to the Moroccans. Though, admittedly, they may have been nicer, they cost a lot more and just went to already wealthy men. I wanted to support the smaller, local economies of Madagsacar.

    This was the end of our tour before we headed back to the hotel. We had all had a bit too much taking recently and so opted for a fancier, more Western restaurant. I got a steak, with potato and onion, and it was one of my best meals while travelling to date. Once again, the photos are difficult to capture the whole day but I have done my best.
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  • Day 58

    The Blue City

    December 6, 2023 in Morocco ⋅ 🌧 15 °C

    Although we went through the city last night, it was only a brief walk and didn't have the markets, restaurants, people, or any of the liveliness that we would get today. This, plus the daylight and our tour guide, meant that our experience was considerably more comprehensive. We began at our hotel and wandered through the streets, much like we did last night, but with our guide being sure to take us to the bluest and most photogenic locations. Although the city isn't enourmas, we managed to go a completely different route from the previous night and so got to see a good portion of the city. Although the town is obviously notorious for the blue colours, the city itself is beautiful with a unique arrangement, lively atmosphere, and green thumb. The only thing more beautiful are the people who love to chat, have a laugh, and show you the different parts of their town. As such, our guide took us to the town washing area, the local bakery, and the markets to experience how the locals live. As we continued, he explained that the blue originated from what is essentially a confusing and poorly planned urban design. Tourists, who have been coming from all over for decades, would get lost in the city, and so they painted the streets blue if they would take you to a dead end. Meaning that every other road would eventually lead to the city centre. This became a calling point of the city, and a clever man decided to embrace this new tradition and painted his guesthouse blue as well. The results are clear as the rest of the city followed in his footsteps to try and copy his success. Thus birthing the blue city, Chefchaouen. We continued to wander through the city before we emerged at the city centre to have some lunch. We then checked out of our hotel and began the 4 hour drive to Fes. Not much was done in Fes, but we did have a local cooked dinner within a families fiad. This is essentially a house with a courtyard in the middle. This is closed during the winter and was where we were seated for our dinner. This arrangement is adopted by Muslim people to ensure privacy, a crucial component of their religious beliefs. They do not have balcony's or front porches and instead have an open area in the middle of their house for fresh air and ventilation. The lady was beautiful to us and treated us so well, as well as made a fantastic meal for us all.Read more