Photos through Fez

So now we’re to Fez. My absolute favorite place, hands down. As always the bulk of my post will be a synthesis of my travel journal that I wrote when I made myself a small photo book from my travels. If I travel to Morocco there are two things I want to do 1) Go to the northern area, 2) Spend more time in Fez (a lot more time…so I can wander and get lost more).

Fez is a place of tight spaces and hidden nooks.

It’s impossible for modern cars to traverse Fez’s streets, instead donkeys and mules bring all supplies into the ancient city. The maze like streets make it impossible for even directionally savvy tourists to find themselves completely and utterly lost, you can’t travel without a guide (trust me, I tried). The home of most of Moroccos famous artisan products there is no better place to shop than here. Especially famous for their leather, silk, indigo, tile, and metal work, almost all internationally known products of Morocco are made in the city.This is the city that I really learned to bargain in, and I loved it’s cloistered cluttered feeling. Navigating even to get food was exciting.There are far more tourists here than in Rabat, making it easier to communicate with the local populace.


This is the (one of) the openings into old Fez. New Fez has streets that cars can go on etc etc. This was one of first views into Fez, and honestly I love this photo (suck it humility).

The Opening of the Market of Fez

I don’t know which one of these I like better. So they’re both here.

The Madrasa

Whooo this is our (one of) our first madrasas. They all kinda have the same look and layout, and they’re all gorgeous, but could get exhausting after a while.

I couldn't stop taking photos

I love all the mosaic and carving here. So beautiful.


A close up of my favorite mosaic. Each one of those pieces is made to fit exactly and fit together. Like a really tough but beautiful puzzle.

A thin street

Seriously. Some of these streets were TINY.

From Above

Like Aladdin. Or Assassins Creed.

The Tanneries

Smaller Tanneries. The White stuff is pigeon…unmentionables. The acid helps make the leather supple!

The Tanneries

Then the leather is dyed in color. Just to let you know, to even look over this you have to hold mint leaves to your nose, it smells so bad. It’s also very very hot, so these people? Super tough, they also only get one day off!

From Below

A picture up, from one of the small streets in Fez. Everything is pretty packed in.

Light from Above.

Looking Up inside the Wood-working museum.


Rabat Part 1

So my group was based in Rabat for the first week and half or so. I enjoyed it a lot, especially my host family and Moroccan friends that we met through an exchange program.

I’m including a selection of photos and their descriptions here.

Boats between Rabat and Sale

A Brightly Colored small boat that would ferry you (for a fee across the Bou Regreg)

Hassan Minaret

The Hassan Minaret, which was left unfinished (along with its Mosque) when Rabat was struck by a earthquake. It was originally supposed to be twice it the current size.

The Mausoleum

The Mausoleum, built beside the ruins of the Hassan Minaret on the grounds of an ancient mosque. It houses the bodies of the uncle, father, and grandfather of the current king.


A Guard at the Masouleum.



A fountain for the Mosque portion of the Mausoleum.

More Dome

The Stained glass dome on the from the inside of the Mausoleum.


The Oudaya section of Rabat which lies within the old Kasbah walls of Rabat. The section lies on a cliff overlooking the Atlantic. All of the bulidings are painted white and blue, like many mediterranean towns.

Through an Ancient Gate

I loved how the ancient city had been changed to accommodate new needs. Just the juxtaposition of cars driving through an ancient wall.

I feel like I have so much to say about Rabat, but don’t know how to. I learned so much and made so many friends. We made friends with some Moroccan University students, stayed with families in the Medina of Rabat (which was lovely but also stressful). Imay updates this entry later with a greater description of my time there, but for now I’ll let the pictures speak.