Photographer at Jemaa el-Fnaa, Marrakesh, Morocco.

No trip to Morocco is complete without spending some time at Jemaa el-Fnaa, the Mosque at the End of the World.  Jemaa el-Fnaa is a large public square serving two separate functions – during the day, Jemaa el-Fnaa is occupied by roving street performers, monkeys and their trainers, dancing cobras and other spectacularly wild characters.  At night, the square fills with food vendors and hawkers attempting to steer would-be customers to their stalls. Our favorite feature?  Easily the fresh orange juice vendors.  Try the “melange” – ooh la la! Photographers roam the square offering to capture tourists’ and locals’ experiences alike….

This definitely isn’t Wegmans, pt. II – a trip into the medina, Fes, Morocco.

As I mentioned earlier, VR, WFD, JBG and I made a trip up to Fes for a weekend and scheduled a cooking class.  Fatima, our ace cooking instructor, lead us on a fantastic shopping tour of the medina and then brought us back to her kitchen in Batha, a neighborhood within the Fes medina. The cooking?  Epic.  Fatima was a total pro, prepping about eight dishes and assigning responsibilities to the four of us to insure that the meal was finished all at the same time.  Beyond her incredible organizational skills, I must point out that her cooking, err, our…

Guarab in the medina – Rabat, Morocco

I recently went to part of the Rabat medina slightly out of my normal trajectory.  I usually take visitors to Rue des Consuls, though an emergency phyllo dough purchase sent us towards the section of the medina closer to Bab el Had, a section of the medina that is far less sanitized for mass ingestion by tourists. In short, it was fantastic.  I haven’t been  to that section of the medina for a few months and was much more interested in it now that we have lived here for almost half of a year.

This definitely isn’t Wegmans – a trip into the medina, Fes, Morocco.

V and I recently played hosts to WFD and JBG, two guests yearning for distinctly different experiences in Morocco and with vastly different approaches to travel.  The four of us drove to Fes for a weekend of cooking, shopping and enjoying the craziness of the medina.  WFD and I ran off to the Fes medina during his last visit and ripped through it over the course of a day; we left completely spent with barely enough energy to perform the customary post-mortem on the day’s photographs. V had planned a cooking lesson for the four of us as the center…