Day 12 - Blogabond

The next morning took me errand-running. first, the very intricate and time-consuming process of getting money from my Amex card, and then to the bus station to check out departure times. This trip was accomplished on the back of a scooter, courtesy of a young guy who claimed to work in the hotel (for a fee, of course).

It was then more relaxing by the pool, lunch included, before the scooter guy came and picked me up for yet another tour of the Medina. I ran into Sam (?) and got the opportunity to see the tanneries and finally gave in to temptation and bought a killim.

Night included dinner at a cafe overlooking Djeema el Fina (and who was there but Mohammed from Fes, probably trolling for another tourist) before wandering down into the square. The hustlers were few and I spent several minutes buying a stuffed camel from a guy who looked like a young Omar Sharif -- gorgeous, dark skin, long eyelashes, etc.

written by

shoshtrvls on May 30, 1991 from Marrakech, Morocco

from the travel blog: Morocco (1991)

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