Tangier

It matters not which country you are visiting, given young girls, a rope, and an open plaza, girls will skip rope. The lady to the left does look familiar, to me at least!

In one steep narrow passageway two women had spread a small dirty rag on the pavement and displayed a few pieces of green vegetable for sale. Two donkeys, carrying buckets of redi-mix cement for a Tangier construction job, appeared. As they passed, a donkey peed and pottied, and some splashed on the food, and no one seemed to notice. But we noticed it did add to the already bad stench in the area.

We discovered that bakeries in Tangiers sell heat as well as baked goods. Once they have the oven heated, they might as well make use of the heat. We would see little children taking un-baked dough to the bakery, and baked bread home with them. Makes good sense.