Some photos from last Saturday

We headed into the souks last Saturday to take back the rug to Abderrahman and for a visit. Into the busy city. This first is of scaffolding going up in the late afternoon sun at Place Jemaa el Fna:

Too narrow a view, but here is the spice souk, the tiny plaza where even until the early 20th century slaves were still sold in Marrakech:

That slice of sky no photo can capture, the view from La Petite Boutique du Tapis:

Place Jemaa el Fna at night, looking toward the souks:

And inexplicably (to me), the McDonalds's on Mohammed V is a roiling mass of humanity at 7:30 on a Saturday evening. What the #@%*?!! What is the draw? Also, not able to capture on film but overwhelmingly present: the air at this hour is a thick soup of choking exhaust. You find yourself taking shallow ineffectual breaths, wondering how far still to walk on the way home, and wondering what damage you're doing to Hazel's little lungs. It's not a good thought, something we don't like to think about, but a factor in pondering how long we intend to spend here...