Wednesday, September 22, 2004
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lee@leemyers.com
Travel opportunity...
Morocco seduces the senses. In the winding stone backstreets of ancient medinas (old towns), exotic scents waft from tall bags of spices, dates and dried figs crowding narrow shop fronts. The clang of metal on metal rings out as craftsmen sitting in doorways pound thin copper sheets into bowls and platters. A cool breeze sliding through an opening in a small wooden door flows from a fountain-cooled interior courtyard stacked high with hand-knotted rugs.
TravelWithLee/Artisans of leisure
lee@leemyers.com
Travel opportunity...
Morocco seduces the senses. In the winding stone backstreets of ancient medinas (old towns), exotic scents waft from tall bags of spices, dates and dried figs crowding narrow shop fronts. The clang of metal on metal rings out as craftsmen sitting in doorways pound thin copper sheets into bowls and platters. A cool breeze sliding through an opening in a small wooden door flows from a fountain-cooled interior courtyard stacked high with hand-knotted rugs.
TravelWithLee/Artisans of leisure
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