A small smorgasbord of creative delight….colour, texture and ingenuity. Weaving and looms are part of the daily landscape in Morocco.
Rissani is located on the edge of the Sahara close to the border with Algeria. Once a thriving centre during the 14th to 18th centuries, it is now quiet and somewhat smaller in size. There were many treasures to be found….. a local guide took us through the following area …..The door into the souk was said to be hundreds of years old
Im unclear what kinds of wood were used in the building of these places. There are no trees growing in the vicinity.
The roof of this building was incredibly high and after centuries still solid as.
With our guide we wandered through the labyrinth of dim walkways passing by many doors all unique and different.
Once a water fountain.
It was an early morning taxi ride away from our temporary home in Sefrou. The highways well signposted and surfaced. We headed towards Fez and then moved southwest …rolling country, the edges of the highways dotted with small flocks of sheep and goats always with a goatherd and a dog. A few hours saw us into slighly steeper more rugged country with Mouley Idris kind of like a gate way down onto a large plain.
Our wonderful guide…..who walked us up and down through this beautiful town pointing out places of interest and historical significance.
We arrive at where we will clamber aboard our donkeys to be lead down to Volubis…..unbeknownst to us, it was going to be a long and strenuous ride!
Ready to go…..
This place no longer exists…. an unspoilt haven ….sandy paths, lush gardens, grass roofs, outside bathrooms, no swimming pools..just a step into the ocean. In the name of progress and $$s this place was knocked down and replaced with all things concrete.
I feel a great sadness at times for humanity’s future.