Day 8 - Fez

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Fes
We woke up and had a fantastic, tasty breaky with bread and with little tortilla/pancakeys. There were 4, I repeat 4 different sauces in which we dipped our bread. There were figs, dates, goats cheese, OJ, omlettes, mint tea, and coffee.

Then we walked up to these old royal tombs that overlooked the claustropobic buildings and tangled, winding streets of the city. Fes is really like stepping back to the 14th century. On our way to the tombs we had to cross a freeway, wander through a trashy goat valley, and go up a billion steps. We passed a guy and a woman decked out in athletic gear running up and down the steps. There was an older guy with a stopwatch yelling at them. I imagined that they are part of the Morrocan Olympic talk and field team – 10 meter Tomb stair climb.
It was crazy windy at the top of the tomb hill. I could have jumped off the hill and glided around in circles like a flying squirrel if I wanted to. Serious.
We went back down and wandered around the medina. We saw they tannery. It was dozens of pools filled with dye to color leather products. It was a spectacle and smelled like poop. We watched all the workers for a while.
We ate at the super cool Clock Café – falafel, mint teas. Good super yums. Clock is in an old house and has cool things hanging on the walls and stuff.
We took a nap back at the palace then wandered some more. Saw trinkets and horses and poo and men in robes that look like star wars guys, and chickens and mosques and calculators and wheel barrows and pepsi. and we got lost. The sun was going down and Becca got skured. But then I found my trail of bread crumbs and we went home.
Later we went to the Medina Café andI ate pigeon pastilla and soup. Then we went back to Clock for tasty hot chocolates.