Chapter 8, Page 93

 Fes.  A city of tanneries, the hat, and 1,012,000 people. 

We visited a pottery workshop.

The local Medina postman


A man passed out mint leaves to help lessen the stench from below.

Above and below is the largest tannery is Fes.

Take a large pit and add

 lime

pigeon feces

some secret ingredients  

and you have the perfect concoction to soften leather

The leather is tanned in some strange colors that I am sure a no cow would want to represent.

I was almost more amazed by the number of satellite dishes painting the roofs then the pigeon and dyeing pits below. 

 

For lunch we walked down some dark alley to a place called Clock Café. The place was very touristy.  They spoke English or I magically translated their French or Darija so fast it sounded like English.  I split two burgers, one being lamb and the other camel.  I might mention, even though I don’t have a picture to prove it, the burger patties were actually big.  In most places the burger paddy size is something similar or thinner to a McDonald’s paddy.  Even if one orders a double the size will still be a little less then a typical “American” standard.  Anyway, the Camel was very good.  It didn’t taste gamey, wasn’t dry, and had good flavor.  I would recommend it.  I even found a place in Meknes that has a Camel Tagine.  Pretty awesome, I know. 

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On a complete side note:  It has been very cold, cloudy, and rainy in Meknes these days. Take a look for yourself.  

The top of the picture should be blue.
Rivers are forming on either side of the street.
Gasoline raindows are being pulled down to the city below.
Strange things are happening.