Chum had a real thing about camels. She seemed to equate camels with the whole Morocco experience. She was estatic when we arrived and on our way into town there was a herd of camels grazing by the bridge. I was not sure how she felt a couple of days later when we visited the tanneries and they seemed to be processing a fresh herd-size batch of camelskins.
chum bought a camel sculpture at the stone carvers and had to be walked away from the stuffed leather camel stall. The highlight of her trip was in Marrakesh when we took her for a camel ride. I kept her away from the butchers, thakfully we were not in Fes where an encouter with a dead camel head on the butcher's stalls in the souk would have been unavoidable.
chum bought a camel sculpture at the stone carvers and had to be walked away from the stuffed leather camel stall. The highlight of her trip was in Marrakesh when we took her for a camel ride. I kept her away from the butchers, thakfully we were not in Fes where an encouter with a dead camel head on the butcher's stalls in the souk would have been unavoidable.
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| camel skin await processing at the tannery |
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| Pushme -pullme Marrakesh |
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