Olive trees-We
visited an olive grove that dated back to the 17th century. I now understand why there is such grieving
when war leads to the burning or cutting down of these ancient trees that are a
basic element of the foods that are eaten.
All that is needed in a household is flour, water, sugar, fruits and
olives according to our guide, all present in the fields around us. Nearby are the orange trees for example,
fully in bloom in winter here.
Reservoir-There
is a large open reservoir for the drinking water of the city of Marrakech. Here is also a pavilion where the king would
sit and look over the reservoir into the olive grove. It was also were soldiers came to learn how
to swim before they invaded neighboring areas that were separated by water. This too the king watched.
Berber Market: In
the rural areas there is a “center” every 10km, a small town which has all the
governmental agencies to support the surrounding farms. Here there is a bank, medical unit,
school, and the weekly market which we
attended. First, we come upon a
different type of parking lot with hundreds of donkeys tied to wooden planks munching
on grain while their owners sell their wares.
There is the loud amplified voice of the barker selling patent
medicines, the blacksmith repairing scythes, the baker making bread, the
butcher cutting off the heads of live chickens and goats, the barber shaving
men, and the food and house wares-nary a US product to be found. In the back are the pop-up restaurants with
the tagines steaming. The tagine is a
way of cooking to make stews. I guess it
is like a pressure cooker but instead of the steam being kept in, it is fluted
through a chimney in the conically shaped vessel. Into it are placed meet (beef, lamb or
chicken), onions, olives, apricots and left to steam for an hour over hot
coals.
The role of women:
There is a dichotomy. In the cities it
is like a typical metropolis. The women
are out and about, hold professional careers and seem to have a life typical of
most emerging economies. Here in the
High Atlas mountains where the Berbers live it feels more like centuries
ago. In the market over 90% of the
sellers and buyers are men. The women
stay at home with the children to take care of the house, to make clothing, to
help farm. Here it is clearly a
conservative society with the men wearing beards as a symbol of piety and not
wanting pictures to be taken of them.
The small villages cling to the sides of the mountains and the
transportation is by primarily by foot.
From the market we moved to another world of the
Kasbah. It is a sumptuous residence set
high in the Atlas range and now owned by Richard Branson of Virgin fame. Rooms are around $2,500 per night and you
feel in the lap of luxury. We did not
stay here I might add.
Language: The official language is Arabic but when
people are talking, in a single conversation they rapidly go between English,
Arabic and French. In the medical school
all courses are taught in French.
So it looks like dentistry has not evolved in morocco. However I like the fact that they tied up Markie and saved money on the cost of anasthesia.
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