Hassan, our guide in Fes, tells us that the Pope has died. I feel a little strange at the news - but life goes on, especially on a Sunday in the busy medina at Fes. It gets more exciting when Paul and I explore a little without Hassan, and we simply parade around the streets without any agenda.
It isn't as good as Marrakech in my opinion, but it is far more cosmopolitan. I even get looks from Muslim girls, which is great for a ginger bloke! Filming the medina is impossible, as there are so many crevices and you can get no impression of scale. So I hope that people can get some impression of it's fun and vibrancy just from the little sequence in the film.
