Safi, Morocco was my destination as I traveled the 3 hour driving distance. I wanted to work out my restless legs from the ride, so I visited the Kechla, which thrived with culture. The Kechla was a prison until 1990, so it was now open to tourists like me. I unpacked my camera and started snapshotting the many pottery and other ceramics the inmates created back when it was still used. Inspired by the pottery, I soon left the Kechla and walked through the colored streets and into the rolling hills to the Collines des Potiers-also called the potters' quaters. There I was allowed to create my choice of mosaic or tiles. I choice a small plate and decorated a mosaic. Not a beatiful masterpiece like the Moroccans made, but I was proud of it and carefully placed into my bag.
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| Plates, tiles, and pottery made in Safi. Much prettier than mine. |
The experience left me with dirty hands and short 165 dirham (about 20 dollars.) I cleaned off and continued on. On the menu for lunch was a traditional Harira soup, minus the lamb of course and vermicelli pasta with vegetable consomme. Very different. I finished my day by shopping around the street markets by the Agadir. I ended up buying a few handmade shirts, which were very cheap, around $5 each (Steal!) Night came quickly and I found a small hotel- Golden Tulip Farah Safi Hotel- to rest in for tomorrow's activities.
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