Fes Festival Sufi Nights ~ A Joy to Witness – Sacred Music Festival, Fes, Morocco

Wednesday evening’s Sufi Nights at Dar Tazi was a treat to all concertgoers in attendance. Families, teens and visitors piled in early to grab choice real estate close to the stage, all hoping to be closer to Meknes’ Group Rouh. Yassine Habibi, the group’s director, took the stage and lead the ensemble through a set showing their command of songs adored by the audience.

Mohammed examining and enjoying his mint tea – Fes, Morocco

I have visited Mohammed – a shop owner in the Fes medina – and his sister Coca countless times and have enjoyed getting to know him and his family better throughout the past two years.  We have battled numerous times over “universal prices” on his rugs and blankets, though we always part on good terms and are happy to see one another on my return trips to Fes. 

Sunrise in the Erg Chebbi – somewhere near Merzouga, Morocco

Late last year V and I packed the rambler with her parents and snacks and hit the road for a white-knuckle trip from Rabat past Rissani and back, covering multiple mountain passes in order to catch the sunset and sunrise in the desert before racing back north. The journey took us through snow-capped mountains, cedar forests filled with monkeys, switchback passes (guard rails?  not always) and ultimately into the desert between Rissani and Merzouga. We missed the sunset by minutes (and I admittedly beached the car near the dunes and was bailed out by a crew of Bedouin teenagers), though…

A Blessing, pt. II – Rabat, Morocco

Once again, I must thank my buddies for showing me around the Rabat medina a few weeks back.  Y and K were fantastic guides and introduced me to neighborhoods that I have never walked through before.  I go to the medina often, though a walk with a native of Rabat is a heck of a different experience and I look forward to our next adventure. We walked through a small souk near the corniche filled with, well, stuff.  This souk – right around the corner from the shops catering to the early morning fishermen – was a totally different experience…