We arrived in Fez late so after dropping off our bags we set off to see a bit of the town, stopping for a quick snack first. It ended up being a longer walk than we expected but worth the effort. We walked past the royal palace to get our picture of the huge wooden doors surrounded by the typical Moroccon blue mosaic, but whatever angle we tried from it did not look as blue as on the front cover of the lonely planet. I think the computer was used some where along the line to enhance it. After that we set off for the surrounding hills for the promised spectacular views of the north of the medina. After one wrong turning up a particularly smelly hill that was obviously used for urinating we found the correct path. The actual site of the Merenid Tombs were great in there state of ruin, but you also got clear viewsof the medina, the walls surrounding the town and the beautiful colours of green tiling and mosaics of the mosques. It was starting to get dark but we decided as we had walked so far we should carry on up the hill to the Borj Nord a fort built by the sultan in the 16th century to monitor some of the disloyal population of Fez. We took photos and spent some time looking over the city but decided it was getting too late to actually go in so we headed back through the muddle of streets in the medina back to our hotel. That night we had a few games of cards a takeaway sandwich and a couple of glasses of wine in our hotel room.
Next morning we set off fairly early and headed to the Jewish quarter of town starting first at the grave yard. There are masses of graves dating from the 16th century to the present day. One thing I can say many lived to a very respectable age. We could not find the grave of the 14 year old martyr who was stoned to death in the 16th century as she refused to convert to Islam but we did try which ended up with Aaron standing on a huge peice of glass that went straight through the thick soles of his flipflops into his foot. If he had not thrown the sandal off as quick as he did it would have being very serious it makes me shiver to think about it. Now both Aaron and I have injuries to our feet that make walking a little uncomfortable at times (We do not like to do things by halves). After that with Aaron hopping along we headed for the maze of the medina and a maze it is, so much so the maps in the lonely planet were useless as all the tourists seemed to be discovering. We looked in the museum Batha lots of arts and crafts but we were promised amazing fountains that to our dissapointment were turned off. We looked in lots of shops but did not buy anything, came close, but decided we could not afford to pay the prices they asked and both of us hate the haggling stuff. We saw many of the streets several times as you seemed to walk in circles or go completely off track. After six hours of wandering we headed back to the hotel feeling very tired and in need of a nice glass of wine.