Before went to the palaces we walked past a spice merchant. His youngest son was very nice and chatted to us about Canada and Morocco and his university and before we knew it we had been hooked, reeled in and were delivered to the net that was his father. The father explained every spice in his shop, gave us taste and smell of each, quizzed us on our knowledge of dyes and perfumes and served us tea.

We bought some eucalyptus, clay for the face and some soap. And when we were finished our transaction he took us over to his friend at a restaurant introduced us and gave us advice on the menu.