On the way back to the car we met another man (Tai-eeb) as Helen wanted to find some pottery. All the tagines are too big for a suitcase on the plane. He took us on a walking tour to another's silver/carpets/pottery/ shop. We discovered that all Moroccans believe in the power of magic. He explained the shops we had seen selling traditional Berber medicines. There were gazelle heads, skins, hedgehog, baleen whale vertebrae, dried animals, an Egyptian vulture (dead). All these treatments help to make people stronger and work alongside western medicine. You can get sick if someone gives you the evil eye and you might need medicine to make you better. It's a different mentality. We say "we'll come back tomorrow" they say "we'll come back tomorrow, Inshallah" which qualifies everything they talk about in the future. We have everything in our grasp, they only have it if Allah permits it.
The Jetstream forecast since last week brought a storm to Africa and this afternoon it arrived with dark clouds and thunder. Eventually the rain and lightning hit the house. One of the sockets was wet with streaming water! Two hours ago the power went off. Luckily we had already bought candles so we played Scrabble in the gloom.
Bed at 9:15 pm since we can no longer connect to the Internet. We are plunged back to ancient times with only candles to light our way....
Another good day.
Another great day in the desert! We get such a bad idea of them from a handful of radicals but have found them to be very accommodating people.
ReplyDeleteThis street is so wonderfully reminiscent of the streets in Stonetown, Zanzibar through which I often wandered for two years (frequently lost!). Thanks for the lovely memories!
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