From the city view we went to a pottery studio ... K was delighted, M was completely underwhelmed. The interesting part where the craftsmen demonstrated their work was completely rushed as it was all about getting us into the massive showroom, which was a shame as it was really interesting to watch the mosaics being made (says K).
On returning to the medina we went exploring again, this time taking our time as we had a better idea of where we were going. It was interesting watching the women make roti, putting it on a large metal sphere that was heated with a gas torch. We also spent time in the material dyeing section watching the men with their hands blackened from managing and dyeing the items. We also watched a lady buying a live chicken as the man held it on the scales while putting old fashioned weights on the other, then heard the chicken make it's final squawk as it's friends watched on terrified.
We had found that the riad we had been staying was noisy as our room was on the alley side, but this night was much worse as banging and digging started outside our window at around 10pm and continued for most of the night. This combined with K coming down with gastro/food poisoning meant it was a night to remember for all the wrong reasons.
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