Well, we've been on the road forever.  We're still in the hills, but slowly descending. We can see the lights of Fez off in the distance, another very big city.

We're gonna stay on the outskirts tonight.  We didn't want to venture down into the city at night, too easy to get lost.  
I turned onto a side street looking for a hotel.  We're looking for a place out of the main stream to get better deal on price.

We came across the Hotel Rex.  It's not in bad shape, and it didn't look like it was going to fall on our heads during the night, it was above our minimum standard and reasonably priced.  We'll take it.
Al's going to sleep in the car again tonight.  The rest of us may have got just one room again, not sure.  

Its now morning, we've decided to go to the Medina for the biggest part of the day. The Medina is where everything happens, so this is where we want to be. 
    
Fez is the third largest city in Morocco, but has the largest Medina in the country. We've been driving around for quite awhile and we can't find a way to the Medina; really;  the biggest area in the city and we can't find a way to get to it.  

Someone asked a guy driving a moped  how to get to the Medina, {but it sure wasn't me} he offers to take us.  
We follow him through dozens of streets and corner turns.  We're finally at the Medina. 
We could have found it ourselves given enough time;  and when we're done we still have to find our way back to our hotel.  

I should mention that there are thousands of mopeds, they're everywhere, like ants on a hill, and the driving habits of the operators are fucking insane.
   
The guy wants us to hire him to guide us into the Medina.  We decided because it's so huge that it was a good idea.  We settled on a price and in we go.  

He took us down narrow alleyways that had hundreds of tiny shops and stalls, we saw  mosques and ancient Islamic schools as well.  
He took us to a tanning souk that was huge, it reeked of animal urine, which is an ingredient used in the tanning process.  
We also went to souks that work with silver, copper, pewter and brass.  The processes they used for creating all of their crafts were all old school, no modern techniques are used.

The Medina in Marrakesh was pretty damn big but nowhere near this size. We spent almost the entire day in the Medina.  It was great, we saw so much.  
Of course we weren't able to go into the mosques, only into the plazas. These are old but absolutely beautiful buildings.
   
The guide brought us out at the end of our tour, got paid and went on his way.
We took a drive up to the Kasbah.  It's quite large; and virtually a city within a city.  
Fez is quite an amazing place; especially the Medina

​The Arabic meaning of the word Kasbah generally refers to multiple buildings within a keep, a citadel, or several structures behind a defensive wall.

​A Kasbah was also a place for the local leader to live in, and was a defensive element when the city was under attack. 
​A Kasbah has high walls, usually without window openings.

The Fez Medina is the biggest and the best that we've seen, its so big that to do it real justice you would have too spend a couple of days walking around, and you still may not get to see all of it.

It's now late in the day, we need to start back to the hotel.  On the way back wouldn't you know it, we got lost;  go figure.
We were in the general area of the hotel but couldn't quite zone in on it 
We asked a cop for directions, he was more than happy to help us out, and he didn't even ask us for money.  
Down the street a little bit with a few left and right turns and we're back at the hotel.

Al and I took a walk to the bank to get money changed but it was already closed. So back to the hotel we go.  We all went out for something to eat.  
By the time we finished dinner it was getting quite late, so we're going back to the hotel. Al's going to sleep in the car again tonight;  he just didn't want to spend the money. 
Sleep tight Al, see you in the morning.

In the morning Al came in and said there was something wrong with the car, it wouldn't start.  I don't remember if it was a gas or battery problem, or maybe something else.
It was a very chilly night so he probably killed the battery running the heater, and it wouldn't clutch start either .  
We're going to push it down the street to a garage to have it looked at. 

As we started pushing the car, a young kid about 10 years old comes along and said his father is a mechanic and his shop is just a block away. 
​Okay kid, lead the way. 
It only took a couple of minutes to get to the garage.  The kids father said he'll fix it up and we should come back at 11 o'clock. 

​We tipped the kid 10 Dhm [$2.50 Can] for helping us out, he was blown away.  He said his father works almost a whole day for that amount.

Because the bank was closed yesterday Al and I went back this morning to change money while the the car was being fixed.  Never did remember what the car problem was. 
​At 11 o'clock it's back to the garage.  We piled our gear and ourselves into the car, and we're on our way.
​Next stop, Meknes.


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    late night in Fez

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      Hotel Rex, Fez

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Mosque and plaza in the Fez Medina

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    the Kasbah, Fez

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overview of Fez Medina


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gateway to old city Fez