Not all homes have an oven, so every morning families bring their dough marked with their family symbol to the bakery along with 10dirham (approx 1 cent). The bakery puts it in their wood fired oven and it’s ready for pick up at the end of the day. Fresh wood oven baked bread every day, that’s the life.
Watching craftsmen and women hurriedly knot together an intricate rug, slap clay on a wheel to create a beautiful bowl, dunk large sheets of leather in huge (reeking) vats of natural dyes was a mesmerizing experience (and made your trinket craft making feel a little inferior).
Moroccan food may be the heartiest and most delicious. Their tea? Certainly the sweetest. When asked for no sugar, we were given two 1×2 inch blocks of the stuff. Because in Morocco, no sugar = 4Tbsp.
Donkeys donkeys everywhere. Hauling construction materials, running through the windings paths or taking a breather beside a 1100 year old grafitti’d wall.