Our first proper Moroccan souk experience was in the imperial city of Meknes. It was fascinating, as exciting as it was overwhelming. The sights, smells, the disorderly traffic. Vendors shouting across the hallways to one another while carrying on intricate transactions with their customers.
Explore the souks of Meknes
Seeing fresh food, including some creatures that had been happily squawking minutes earlier, was certainly … new to me. However, nothing was as much fun as the sweets section. It competed head-on with the fruit stands for bright colours and aesthetic appeal.
We didn’t know the name of anything, let alone what it was supposed to taste like. Getting too close was out of the question, however, because each pile of sweets was protected by a swarming mass of angry wasps. It’s easy to think it was sugar-related, but I prefer to think of it as nature’s anti-shoplifting device.
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