The ancient capital of Fes has a world renowned commerce center called 'The Medina'. The shops, streets and activities have not changed much in a thousand years. Donkeys bare the burden of transporting goods and command the narrow alleys.
Open sewers exist along side food bazaars.
The stench of decay and disease fouls the air, as only a dim ray of sun reaches the pavements. This past week was the 'Feast of the Lamb'. Morocco alone will require more than a years production of New Zealand sheep for this ceremony. They will slit the throats of these lambs and let their blood flow in the gutters of the Media streets. Wading through this carnage is like entering the corridors of Hades.