On the boat ride back from Delos to Mykonos I thought it would be fun to recall all of the other ancient sites that I have visited and assemble a near perfect virtual ancient city.
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Tagged Arles, Athens, Colosseum, Didyma Turkey, Ephesus, Hierapolis, Mérida, Rome, Volubilis
This was quite unlike anything I had ever seen or visited before and it was everything I had expected but more with a riot of colour and frenetic activity that was exciting and vibrant.
I have never taken mind altering drugs but I sort of imagine this would be what it is like.
My head was spinning and overflowing with new sights, sounds and sensations as we walked through the square in a northerly direction and eventually arrived at what most people concede is the biggest Souk in Africa and we slipped into the labyrinthine maze of covered but sun-dappled market streets
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Tagged Africa, Djemma el Fna, Life, Marrakech, Morocco, Photography, The Souks Marrakech
When it comes to taking pictures I like doors, statues, balconies and washing lines, Kim on the other hand likes people pictures so I thought I might share a few of them with you.
This one was taken at the Roman City of Volubilis in Morocco. While I was busy taking pictures of the ancient Roman city Kim spotted this party of local tourist women with a tour guide…
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Tagged Culture, Fez, Life, Meknes, Photography, Travel, Volubilis
A very different sort of washing line this week…
This is Fez in Morocco, a tannery to be precise, hanging up in the sun are animal hides waiting for the dying process in the limestone vats below.
The price to pay for a rooftop view of the famous limestone dye pits was another difficult twenty minutes in a leather shop selling coats, jackets, slippers and bags. I didn’t think we were going to get out of there very easily but again Micky was our saviour when he negotiated the purchase of a belt and we were able to get away.
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Tagged Fez, Life, Monday Washing, Morocco, Photography, Trav, Washing Day, Washing Lines
Welcome to my new project – Washing Lines
I spotted this one in Marrakech.
There is a real basic pegging out error here. Can you spot it?
Peg sharing! This is when one peg is used to secure two items of washing. It looks sloppy and untidy because in my opinion each item should be hung with two pegs (same colour of course) and completely separate from each other so that they dry properly. I would be ashamed to peg out like that.
It is a Challenge. Feel Free to join in.
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Tagged Balconies, Marrakech, Monday Washing, Washing Line Challenge, washing Line PegsWashing, Washing Lines
Welcome to my new project – Washing Lines
This one I spotted in the Moroccan city of Fes…
A sneaky picture this because people in Morocco don’t like having their picture taken. As we walked through the city Kim kept snapping away taking pictures of local people as they went about their business. She had to be quick however and mostly secretive about what she was doing.
This is something to do with being suspicious about having an image made of themselves and on most occasions when someone saw a camera pointed their way they would either turn away or wag a reproachful finger to say no.
It is a Challenge. Feel Free to Join in.
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Tagged Fes, Fes Morocco, Laundry, Washing Line Challenge, washing Line PegsWashing, Washing Lines
When it comes to taking pictures I like doors, statues, balconies and washing lines, Kim on the other hand likes people pictures so I thought I might share a few of them with you.
This one was taken in a street in Marrakech just outside of the busy Souk…
Why do you think she has got a plastic footstool on her head?
a – She has just bought it and it is the easiest way to carry it home
b – She supports Manchester City
c – She takes it shopping with her so she can reach the top shelf in the store
d – Health and Safety – a Moroccan Hard Hat
e – It keeps the flies off
Posted in Africa, History, Marrakech, Morocco, Travel, World Heritage
Tagged Culture, Life, Marrakech, Morocco Souks, North Africa, People Watching, Souks North Africa
Welcome to my latest theme. Monday Washing Lines.
This rooftop washing line I spotted in Fes in Morocco…
The clothes now wave that hang upon
the tired old line that stretches from
a leaning pole to a rusted hook
left here now for folk to look.
Every garment pegged and spaced
each shirt and sheet carefully placed
along the line the stockings run
until they dry in the scorching sun.
Posted in Africa, History, Marrakech, Morocco, Travel, World Heritage
Tagged Fes, Poetry, Washing Line Challenge, washing Line PegsWashing, Washing Lines
We had an unusually early start the following morning because we were driving to Granada and had timed entrance tickets to the Alhambra Palace complex and believe me this is a good tip – make sure you book in advance on line because entrance tickets are strictly limited to a prescribed number and if you turn up on the day expecting to buy a ticket and it is full then you won’t get in. End of!
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Tagged Alhambra, Culture, El Cid, Granada, Granada Cinema Rugby, Life, Moors in Spain, Reconquista, Romilla Spain, Spain UNESCO
On 4th March 2020 I was enjoying my last day of a week’s holiday to Cyprus. I was visiting the archaeological site at Paphos and I got to thinking about designing my very own ancient city…
Posted in Africa, Europe, France, History, Morocco, Spain, Travel, Turkey, World Heritage
Tagged Arles, Athens, Colosseum, Didyma Turkey, Ephesus, Hadrian's Wall, Hierapolis, Mérida, Rome, Volubilis
Have Bag, Will Travel 