To Fes

Hey everybody
Yesterday afternoon was pretty chill, I just walked around Chefchaouen a bit more. When I came back up to the hotel, I played soccer with the group of boys on a dirt field next door. It was a lot of fun, they were very welcoming even to my relatively weak soccer skills. It was a perfect example of how sports can bring kids with very little in common together, how a game can be more than just a game. When the sun set and the days final call to prayer rose up from the city, I was reminded strongly of my nights in Jordan that ended just this way. Jack was exhausted when he got back from his hike, which he will tell you about soon, so we ate at the hotel restaurant and called it a night.
Today, we hopped on a bus and came to Fes, which is located sout of Chefchaouen. We got in around six, and shared a cab with a couple from Australia to the medina walls. They were very nice, and it was fun talking to them about their travels in Morocco so far. After a lengthy solicitation by two "guides" we found our hotel, or rather guesthouse, Riad Dar Dmana. It is incredibly beautiful and the staff seem vey kind. The GM sat with us while we had our welcome tea, and told us a bit out the things to look out for in Fes. As he said, the hustlers are not dangerous at all, they are just trying to practice their trade. Unfortunately, that trade is very annoying and often aggressive, but it is harmless as long as you have your wits about you. We grabbed a bite at a restaurant close by, called Thami's. We sat under a mulberry tree and enjoyed some very tasty tajine and couscous. Fes seems to have more tourists than anywhere we have been, and it certainly is the mow vibrant place we have been. It is the largest medina in Morocco, and we look forward to exploring a few of it's 96,000 streets.
Today marks exactly one month that we've been abroad, and we both want to send our love and thanks back to all of you back home, especially our families, for your support and well-timed words of comfort.
Luke