Like any other Arab nation, the Fez people love their tea, or as translated in Arabic: اتاي – Ataí. Coffee is a stiff competitor, but let’s face it, tea has a regal panache that reigns supreme in these parts of the world that’s not going to let bean groud upstarts usurp the beverage throne. That’s not going to happen. Where ever you go, no matter the time of day, tea is being made, poured and drank:
Mint tea, Green tea, Berber tea, Black tea, Oorlong tea, even lipton tea! Whatever the tea, just be prepared to have your teeth slapped around with a full assault of sugar. Oh, my God, do they use copius amounts of that sweet, sweet sucrose! Which reminds me, I need a dental check up soon!
The musical day started with the soul-stirring sufi performances of the Deba of the Women of Mayotte. With their uniformed purple & white patterned robes, these ladies could give any group a masterclass on how to sing from the heart:
The evening performance was of Souad Massi of Algeria:
In the last 5 days I’ve been here, C’est Bon has become new favourite word! Bon-bon!!