The only bad thing about Fes was the attentions of "guides", which became quite tiresome. The first thing to do after parking is to identify the genuine guardian and not the imposters: These will greet you in French, Italian, Spanish etc. You would think that if you are planning a career in annoying tourists one of the basics would be the ability to identify the nationality of a licence plate.
Pea soup - so good we went back next day
We spent a long time in a perfume shop; Stefanie sampling various oil; I chatting with a young man who wore the clothes and beard of an observant Muslim. He was critical of the political situation in Morocco and the rich/poor divide, but blamed it on the West, and the US in particular. Like many he believes that the US wants to wage war on Islam, for oil. The terrorist attacks in the US and Madrid and London are the work of those governments, as an excuse to invade Muslim countries. I tried to argue that western countries have a free press and independent courts that keep governments from behaving like that, but he just asked how do I really know.
Mint tea was consumed of course. Whenever we say "sans sucre" there are slightly incredulous looks; and the tea will arrive with four sugar lumps on the side in case we change our mind.
