These days there are many stories about Morocco popping up in newspapers and online sites around the world. Few of them are worth a second glance as they recycle the orientalist fantasies of the last century. The same can not be said about the latest article by Tahir Shah. Although we have been critical of Tahir's novel set in Casablanca, he is to be commended for this story.Arriving in Fes, the only medieval Arab city that is still absolutely intact, is like being catapulted back in time. Tahir Shah is spellbound
Fes is the only medieval Arab city that's still absolutely intact. It's as if a shroud has covered it for centuries, the corner now lifted a little so we can peek in. Once the capital of Morocco, Fes is one of those rare destinations that's bigger than mass tourism, a city that's so self-assured, so grounded in its own identity, that it hardly seems to care whether the tourists come or not. Moroccans will tell you that it's the dark heart of their kingdom, that its medina has a kind of sacred soul.
Wander the labyrinth of narrow streets and you can feel it. It's all around you - in the meat bazaar, where shanks of mutton nestle on fragrant beds of mint, and it's down in the most ancient quarter, at er-Rsif, where the seed of Fes fell more than a thousand years ago. But perhaps the spirit is felt strongest of all at the ancient leather tanneries, whose dying pits have endured since the days of Harun al-Rachid.
Visitors to other Moroccan cities like Marrakech, snatch up bargains without realising that many of the wares on offer are actually created within the old city walls of Fes. Stroll through the medina and you're never far from the sound of a craftsman beating a pattern into a sheet of burnished brass, or the hum of a homemade loom, or a lathe shaping a piece of scented argan wood. The slender side-streets are packed with hundreds of one-room workshops where master craftsmen toil from morning to night, as their ancestors have done since antiquity.
Their wares fill the little tourist shops on Talaa Kabira, the medina's main thoroughfare. Unlike Marrakech, with its sprawling tourist emporia, there's an innocence about searching for a bargain in Fes. Many of the shops aren't geared to tourists at all. There are just as many outlets selling bath plugs, bras and sewing thread to the locals as there are those offering embroidered yellow slippers, kaftans and heavy metal castanets to the waves of tourists who flock through.
Despite the giddying array of crafts manufactured by hand in the medina, Fes is about much more than the tourist objects for sale. Even the quickest visit gives you a sense of the city's extraordinary cultural and intellectual heritage, and helps to remind all who come of the achievements of the Islamic faith. The centrepiece of this is surely the Al-Karaouine university and its mosque (founded in 859 AD), regarded as the oldest continuously used centre of learning on earth (so says the Guinness Book of Records). Al-Karaouine is just one of dozens of medieval medrasas, religious schools, found in Fes. Thankfully, a number of these are now being restored, some of them with grants from Unesco.
One of the most refined of all is the Bou Inania medrasa, which boasts fabulous mosaics, geometric cupolas crafted from cedarwood, and tiles carved with couplets from the Qur'an. Across the street from it stands the remains of Fes's once-grand medieval water clock, now ruined. And tucked away behind it, to the left of a fishmonger's stall, is the tiny jewel, Café Clock. Although only open for a year or so, "The Clock", as it's become known, is already an institution, a confluence where visitors, expatriates and local Moroccans meet. It's laid out on numerous levels, its terraces commanding views over the city. The climb is so steep that a waiter with mountain-climbing experience was sought for the job.
The Clock came from the imagination of an indefatigable Yorkshireman, Mike Richardson, for whom Fes was love at first sight. The outstanding food hints at Mike's background in catering - he was a maître d' at The Wolseley and, before that, at The Ivy. But Morocco is a long way from the West End. One of the first hurdles to overcome was the search for fresh ingredients, a quest that eventually led to a fusion of cuisine.
Mike "camelburger" Richardson with culture guru Jess
The burgers are by far The Clock's best-seller, so much so that Mike spends much of his time trawling the bazaars in search of fresh camel meat and the other ingredients needed for his secret recipe. But his cafe is about much more than slaking hunger pains. He feels a responsibility to highlight a little of the heritage for which Fes is so renowned. Each evening, after tucking into their burgers, visitors are invited to learn from Moroccan experts. There are regular lessons in the art of calligraphy, music and dance, and talks on local culture.
In the last handful of years, quite a number of foreigners have dropped everything and moved to Fes. Most of them, like Mike, have been attracted by the gravity of the place, the kind of serenity that's absent in other more care-free tourist hotspots. You get the feeling that they can't quite believe their luck at having the chance to be living in such a magical destination.
Lured by the prices and availability, many have bought courtyard homes in the medina and set about the painstaking restorations. Some of these have been transformed into small maisons d'hôtes, sometimes with no more than three or four rooms. One of the best is Riad Numéro Neuf, a showcase of Moroccan decorative styles, adorned with all sorts of European antiques. The ceilings are cedar, painted by craftsmen centuries ago, the floors laid with mosaics. The central courtyard echoes to the sound of running water and birdsong. The view from the terrace is worth the steep ascent, and reminds you that you're tucked away in the depths of a labyrinth.
One of the great joys of Fes is the feeling that it's worn in and loved, appreciated equally by visitors as by those whose families have lived there for centuries. If there's a downside, it's that a great number of the buildings are in need of repair in varying degrees. The climate is largely to blame - blazing hot in summer, freezing in winter.
Restoring the Medina - a traditional zellij craftsman at work
Unesco regards Fes as a world heritage centre and has supported the city, quite literally. Under its initiative, thousands of wooden staves have been put up to keep those buildings most in danger from falling down. Others are working to help in a more modest way.
The American-born director of the city's Arab Language Centre, David Amster, has lived in the Fes medina for more than a decade. Passionate that any renovation be completed to the same exacting standards achieved by the original craftsmen, he ploughs anything he can spare into renovating public streets of his neighbourhood that are falling into disrepair. The focus is on micro-reparation, much of it aimed at correcting badly-done repairs made in the modern era. Amster's craftsmen strip walls of their modern cement finishing, replacing them with natural render, as was traditionally used, so allowing buildings to breathe once again. They use hand-made nails, and frown on the kind of uniformity that power-tools provide. The artisans tend to work at night when the streets are empty, in what is essentially guerrilla renovating. The idea of giving back to the community anonymously is appropriate of course, for anonymous charity is at the heart of the Islamic faith.
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Photos: Sandy McCutcheon
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