Saturday, April 19, 2014

MARRAKECH MEDINA AND MEDERSA

The medina in Marrakech is made up of snaking alleyways full of clamoring locals mixed with tourist looking for a good deal. The medina is divided into souks or tradesmen’s areas. As one wanders around it is best to allow oneself to just get lost. Lost in the streets, but also in the smells, the sights, the flow of the crowds and the draw of whatever seems most fascinating at the time. Marrakech is a city of over a million people and I swear they are all in the medina at the same time. At the South of the markets is the Jemaa El-Fna Square which is watched-over by Marrakech’s tallest minaret at the nearby Koutoubia Mosque.



Today we roamed through the inviting medina allowing ourselves to be pulled into some of the shops along the way to view the alluring merchandise. It is said that when a shopkeeper quotes a price to a tourist it is a good idea to divide by four in order to assess an accurate aiming point for the cost of the transaction. And yes, this is truly a long, drawn out process that includes the seller smoothly transitioning between bartering, becoming friends, taking delight in your very presence just prior to affecting displeasure and being insulted, going through a making-up period and then letting you know that you got a really good price at the end which will inevitably make the buyer feel okay despite the fact that the next shop keeper says that he would have sold you the same item for less.

We made our way to the Ben Youssef Medersa, what was once one of the largest Islamic colleges in Africa. Intricate tilework and carving adorn this magnificent edifice.




We had a lunch at the picturesque Bougainvilliers Café where we shared a delightful Orange Soup and vegetable tagine. We continued down to the main square where we took a perch high up to drink mint tea and watch the goings-on in the bustling square below.

The call to prayer in Marrakech at a little after eight pm is an amazing conglomeration of sound emanating from many different mosques around the city at the same time and interweaving to produce an amalgam of buzzing, soaring, disharmonic waves of sound that both ground and inspire a person.




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