Sunday, March 1, 2009

Marrakesh: The Streets

As I found out when trying to navigate my way to my hostel, in the old part of the city (which is huge) the streets are not streets, but a series of winding and splitting alleyways. During the day, the shutters open and the walls are seemingly replaced with a endless stream of stalls. Sandals, jewelry, figs, raw meat, chess boards, q-tips... anything you could want to buy, you can find it here. When getting lost through these alleyways, you can also stumble onto the various districts. Yesterday I came across the chicken district with floor to ceiling eggs, chicken and, for some reason, cats. Many cats (but not for sale). Today I accidently meandured through the shoe district.

Your average alleyway

Spices for sale

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