The Moroccan vendors have covered all these little passages that lead off the place of Jemaa el Fna with reed-like matts that cause the brutal sun to filter down kindly, leaving the shops and shopkeepers cool to chat and enjoy the occasianal glint of sunlight off of polished wares.
Here we have a scooter and tiles - two of the most prevalent components in the Souks (and for that matter, all of the medinas of Morocco).
It's surprising how two people on one of these scooters appear out of nowhere and weave confidently through crowds of pedestrians in the covered labryinths of Moroccan souks without the slightest risk of knocking someone or something over.
Two Moroccons at the back door of a mosque. This side of the mosque gives way to the merchant, and the cool shade of the warren-like souks.
Although Marrakech was a kind and wonderful place (albeit hectic), we had planned according to the guidebooks, and decided to limit our exposure to pushy peddlers (of which there are virtually none - at least in March - in Marrakech). Here we make our way out of town - headed to Essaouira - mecca of the wind- and kite- surfer who flock there for the renowned and reliable trade wind.
The road is mild, and the personal taxi driver is pleasant. Can't you see the blissful relaxation on the face of the children? And how about the raptuous joy on the faces of the adults?
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