Final Day in Fes

Inlaid wooden chairs in our raid.

I just don't know what today will bring, but we are arising slowly, even though we had the 5 AM service blasted outside our window. Things have quieted down a bit; the birds are singing, and I hear the sounds of breakfast making from the courtyard down below. Someone is playing Arabic music softly. I have decied to post a few more pictures from the medina in Fes. Can't be bacon I smell, pork isn't a part of the cuisine in Morocco; Judy says it is the fried bread I'm smelling.


My verse for today, in honor of my new friends here as well as our hosts is:
Behold, how good and how pleasant it is for brethren to dwell together in unity! —Psalm 133:1 A blessed Lord's day to all. I'm off to find some African java.

An enormous rug shop in the medina.