we would spend today in and around Fez. We started off at a community pottery where young men and women are taught the craft of pottery, hand painting the pots and making mosaics.


The entrance to the oldest university in the world.
This was in an old caravanserai where they were weaving a silk like fabric from the fibres of a large succulent. Many from the group bought scarfs for use in the Sahara, our next stop on the tour.

We stopped for lunch in a pleasant restaurant away from the crowds but still in the medina. I didn't want to eat as the heat was getting to me. Despite drinking frequently, staying in the shade, wearing a damp scarf I got worse as the afternoon wore on. By the time we got back to the minibus I realised I had sunstroke. The group left the minibus to visit somewhere else but I had now starting vomiting. Fortunately for me, one of the other members of the group told the driver to just get me back to the hotel and collect everyone else later. I was helped up to my room with the air conditioning on full and more damp clothes to bring my body temperature down. I continued being sick but with the help of a nurse who was travelling with us and some anti nausea tablets I began to slowly recover, eventually being able to tolerate liquids (flat coca cola really does help). Our tour guide Youssef wanted to get a doctor and phoned me every hour through the night. I had a very bad night but had it under control by the time we left for the Sahara at 4.30 the next morning. I was worried that I might have to return home. We were travelling in the early hours of the morning as it was a long drive and we wanted to avoid the hottest part of the day.


















































