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Possible Disappointment and We Got Scammed (But Didn't Really Mind)

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We woke up a little later because everything in the Fes Medina opens a little later. Moussa told us that the Medina doesn't really get going until 10am or so. Moussa served us a wonderful breakfast at 9am. It was a carb overload of bread, lefse type stuff, muffins, honey, orange juice, and mint tea. It was our kind of breakfast!! Moussa and his wife are super nice and helpful all the time. We come and go quite a bit and they're always smiling when they open the door (knocking is the only way in). After our awesome breakfast, Moussa told us that we really needed to head to the bus station and get our bus tickets for Chefchaouen. It was about a 15 min walk back up and our of the Medina and then across a busy street to the bus station. Talk about a cultural experience! There were people walking around everywhere and lots of trash and buses and taxis and no signage. We wandered around for a bit before figuring out where the bus ticket line was located. We waited and they told ...

Change of Plans and Intestine Sausage

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Our original plan was to go to a church about 3 hours outside of Paris called Mont St. Michel but we didn’t get tickets far enough in advance so the price was too high. We also didn’t want to sit on a train for 6 hours in one day. So we decided to go to Versailles Palace and see more of Paris.   We slept in later than normal because we were up so late the night before. My mom and Greg had been to Paris earlier this year and they suggested we see a church called St. Germain des Pres. They also suggested we try to see Versailles Palace later in the day to avoid the crowds. We took both pieces of advice! The day started with a stop at a different bakery. I got a raspberry beignet (French for a donut) and Lacey got another croissant. Both were delicious but not as good as the ones on Friday. We hopped on the metro and made our way to the south side of the main area of a neighborhood called the Latin Quarter. It’s called the Latin Quarter because the universities were based here...

A Night To Remember

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We already wrote a post about Friday during the day. You can see that post linked here. There are a number of reasons why I wanted to split the posts into a day and night one. If you’ve seen our Instagram or Facebook pages, you’ll probably guess why haha. Also, we saw and did SO MUCH on Friday during the day, I didn’t want to make that post too long. When we last left off, we had taken a little rest at our Airbnb after a crazy day. While Lacey slept, I spent a bunch of time looking for a cheap but good French bistro or restaurant. We could have just eaten a falafel sandwich again or something but we knew we needed to have a true restaurant experience at some point. So I found a great website that listed 46 different cheap and easy food places in Paris. We ended up using this list a few different times later on as well. We got a little more dressed up than we normally do and then headed out. We had to take the metro to the Louvre and then walk just a few minutes North to get to t...

Foooood and Markets and Germans?

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Lacey and I slept pretty well considering we were basically sleeping on plywood. We had blanket issues (turns out we had it turned the wrong way….) so we alternated being cold through the night. After more food debating (this is one of the most frustrating parts of traveling, deciding where to eat), we decided to get some croissants at a chain bakery. They were sooooo good. We love our carbs. Our first stop of the day was Chatuchak Weekend Market. It’s one of the biggest markets in all of Southeast Asia. There are 1000’s of stalls of people selling all sorts of things. We took the BTS Sky Train (above ground, modern subway). It was very efficient and pretty cheap. Simply by chance, we got to the market just a little bit after it opened so it wasn’t all that busy. We walked around A LOT. Lacey ended up buying a pair of sandals. The market reminded me of the Grand Bazaar in Istanbul, lots of stalls and tight quarters in the walkways. Another comparison: it’s like Mall of America...