Morocco was so unique. It felt a bit like Europe, but its definitely still developing. The narrow streets felt very old, and medieval. It almost felt as if the streets were carved in after all the houses were built.
The first day we went straight to Fez. Yes, I have a picture of me wearing a Fez in Fez. The Medina (old city) is the largest urban area in the world that does not have any cars. The taxi driver dropped us off outside of one of the gates, and we walked into the maze to find our Riad (hotel with an open courtyard in the middle). The Riad was absolutely gorgeous, as was the view from the terrace that overlooked all of the Medina. Something about Fez is magical. The small streets are very alive with people, cats, and donkeys. It was so easy to get lost through the souks (venders) and buy way too many souvenirs. We also visited the leather tanneries. If you look closely at the picture, you can see how big the color tanks are, big enough to fit a few people in. They gave us mint to smell while we were touring the tanneries because it smells like a mix of dead animals and pigeon poop that they use in the tanning process.
Marrakesh was much busier. It had a similar Medina, but some of the roads were big enough for a car to drive in (and then back out because there was no where to turn around). We stayed at a Riad-style hostel that was very close to the square where there was always something going on. On the last night we watched the sun go down over the square from a restaurant, heard the call-to-prayer at sunset, and as it got dark musicians, snake-charmers, and card-readers came out. We also did an afternoon camel ride near Marrakesh. Camels are very strange creatures, one was really grumpy and complained the whole time. But it was fun, and we got to have tea and crepes with a family along the way.