This morning, we headed to the northern gate to the city (Porte de la Cavalerie) and walked around. There are lots of interesting things to do and see, but Bori's goal was to get a haircut. Our first stop was a shop where he has previously had haircuts. Alas, ferme. (Closed, due to another national holiday). So we walked up above the Arena, and followed the route of the pilgrimage to Santiago de Compostelle for a while. Then we walked back around the Arena and found a barber that look promising.
After Bori sat in the barber's chair, I wished them both "bonne chance & courage" (good luck & courage) then went walking for another 25 minutes. They both laughed.
I found some interesting doors and door knockers along the way.
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| A left hand |
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| A woodpecker |
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| A lion |
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| And a lion guarding one roof |
And I found some areas where the old city walls rise out of tectonically uplifted strata.
The purpose of the morning was the coupe de cheveux (hair cut). So here are the Avant (before) and Apres (after) photos of Bori and his Moroccan barber.
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| Avant |
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| Apres |
And during the haircut, the barber recommended a nearby restaurant for authentic Moroccan food. So we stopped there for lunch.
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| Lentil soup and stuffed fish |
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