He gave me the nod as I walked into his shop, which turned out to be an art gallery of vivid impressionism. He asked me where I was coming from (I had my backpack on) and I hesitantly responded. I had my precautions after my experiences in Tanger of forced drug deals and harassing hustlers. He followed my response with an offering of mint tea which is an opening sign of hospitality for the country.
|Little did I know, this stuff was more addicting than CRACK!|
We began talking about my travels, his own experiences, and his paintings as we sipped down this smooth nectar. Mohammed had actually been married to an American woman for 7 years where spent a bit time of Ohio. This explained his perfect English.
After half an hour of conversation, he mentioned that they would be cooking me a trademark Moroccan dish, Tajine.
|Pictures don't do the flavor justice.|
My stay in the moutanins and resulting three day hike will be covered in the next post!
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