Christmas Day pt 1

Merry Christmas to everyone, I am sorry for the delay in sending but have been trying to fit as much is as possible. We ventured back to the Medina today to find out what it is actually like in daylight. Last nights experience was a real shock an from what we saw we had it wrong. As Paul from Wrong Way Down said later in the day you are completely safe as the people will rob you blind to your face.

We are joined by the Barnacle Busters and amble around the old town entering the old square via some side streets. The place is non stop and has a real buzz to it. We walk round some of the souks and take in the culture and it is very difficult to express in words what the place is like. Chris ends up talking to a local that thinks he is Australian, Chris isnt bothered to diswade him as far as he is aware Australians are not hated by anyone!! This guy stops someone else walking by and after a brief exchange we follow the second guy for around 20 minutes to the tannery district and get a guided tour. It is a great way to see the sights and smells of the city and we find out loads about how leather is worked. Completely obligatory we end up in a shop that sells the products as well as rugs. We sit and have ice tea and are shown the goods. Chris and Colin both decide to get rugs and the fun begins.

They name a price that would single handedly fund the Moroccan Space Program, Chris names a price that would cover afew cans of Tesco's value beans. We end up settling on a price a lot closer to Chris' and we all leave smiling, till we our stung for more denaries by our "guide". Having left the Tannery area we all walk around taking in the sites with no idea where we are going. After a bit Chris calls gran to wish her Happy Christmas, and gain muchos brownie points, he hears all about how the UK is.

After about another hour of walking the Barnacale Busters decide that they want a fes and once purchased we have an impromptu photo shoot which seams to bemuse the locals. The pictures have been hopefully uploaded to the Picassa album.

Tired out from all this culture we end up in a cafe for lunch. We sit down and "septic sam the sewer man" turns up and runs a leaking hose through the eating area. Luckily it misses us as we are sat on the terrace!!! When the food arrives we play the game of "what is that I'm eating and do I want to know??". After being fully revitalised we head back to the hotel where we receive a call from Tim and Jo. It was great to fill them in on what we have been doing and try to get across what's been going on.