Day 47 - Enough food to last all day

We didn't have a great sleep, even though most of the people and the children shrieking and shouting settled down after 11pm there were still a lot of people yelling on and off during the night, along with a rooster who obviously had trouble determining when daybreak was as it would crow at regular
intervals throughout the night just for practice.

During the morning there was a knock at our door and a lady had the most massive timber tray that she had prepared for breakfast for us. There was tea, coffee, orange juice, eggs, dates, roti bread, jam, butter, cheese and another basket of assorted bread, such an unexpected surprise. It was very heavy and how she managed to carry it up the steep, large steps to us on the second floor was impressive and we were pleased our bus trip tomorrow wasn't until lunch time so we could expect
the same.

We spent the day exploring the blue streets of Chefchaouen, and we eventually worked out that the alleyways where the ground was also painted blue were dead ends as they lead to people's homes, whereas the main alleys had the normal grey cobblestones. The shades of blue varied between doorways, windows and walls but they all worked together and at no time did it seem overpowering. 

Apart from the loud announcements that were made for prayer time we could also tell when it was prayer time from the surge of groups of men walking quickly to the mosque, and the same when prayer was over as they would flood the alleyways again and reopen their shops.

Some of the tourist's didn't get the memo about dress codes i.e. women having their shoulders and knees covered and not showing any cleavage. To think that K was concerned that her shorts stopped half way down her knee so maybe they were too short! In general though most people were doing the right thing. We only saw a couple of women in hijabs, most others wore a head scarf but many of the younger women didn't seem to follow the tradition at all.