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MOROCCO
Festive in Fes
Helen Ranger
Posted Tue, 22 Mar 2005
at www.iafrica.com
It must
have been about five years ago that I came across an article in a British
magazine on the Fez Festival of World Sacred Music. From that very moment, I was
hooked. I knew I had to get there and experience it for myself. I’ve now
attended the festival for the last three years; I simply can’t keep away, to
the extent that last year I rented out my Rondebosch home and moved to Fez.
There are other aspects to Fez that brought me here, of course, but the
festival remains one of the most important. Last year I had press accreditation,
and this year I’m translating the programme and advertising material from
French into English.
Last year the festival celebrated its 10th birthday, inviting back many
previous artistes including Miriam Makeba and Youssou N’Dour. Now it’s back
on the road of discovery and has a wonderful array of people lined up for this
coming June.
The festival started out as a showcase of sacred music from the three great
Abrahamic faiths, Christianity, Islam and Judaism. Over the last few festivals,
music from other belief systems has been represented too: Buddhist, Hindu and
shamanic faiths such as Native American.
This year there’s everything from Renaissance Christian music, Pakistani
Qawwali teamed with Flamenco, Ravi Shankar and his daughter Anoushka, as well as
Indian dance, Japanese traditional music and dance, a whole day dedicated to
music from Central Asian countries such as Uzbekistan and Tajikistan,
traditional shaman music from Colombia, local artistes including a women’s
group from the Rif mountains, and Gospel from the US.
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The evening concert in the
square of Bab Makina.
Pic: Remi Boisseau |
Most of the 15 concerts are held in the medieval medina of Fez. At 4pm each
afternoon, musicians gather in the shade of a magnificent Barbary oak surrounded
by the splendours of the traditional Moroccan architecture of the Dar Batha
museum. Evening concerts take place in the Bab Makina, a large parade ground
adjacent to the Royal Palace.
Here in the moonlight, surrounded by tall, ochre, crenellated walls, I
watched one of the most intriguing concerts last year presented by the Mevlevi
Sufi Brotherhood of Konya in Turkey. This Muslim religious order was founded by
the famous poet Rumi, born in 1207 in what is today Afghanistan, and buried in
Konya. Accompanied by the ney (reed flute) and daf (drum), five monks perform
the ritual dance before their sheik who conducts the ceremony. After greeting
him, the dervishes begin to whirl.
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The whirling dervishes.
Pic: Remi Boisseau |
It’s slow and controlled, perfectly beautiful, white skirts spooling out
around the dervishes and their tall fezzes inexplicably staying in place. The
dervish represents man, situated between heaven and earth. The right palm is
upraised to receive the benefice of heaven; the left faces downwards to transmit
this to the earth. This was one of several remarkably meditative concerts where,
whatever your own spiritual path, you can truly enter the realm of communion
with the divine through the medium of the performance.
Wednesday afternoon sees a concert held at the World Heritage Site of
Volubilis, some two-and-a-half hours drive from Fez through the rolling hills,
verdant farmland and vineyards around Meknès. Volubilis was a Roman settlement,
feeding the Roman army in Africa and around the Mediterranean. It is remarkably
well-preserved and a delightful setting for concerts. Storks nest high on
ancient pillars and watch the concerts too, occasionally adding the odd squawk.
The king of Volubilis, Yuba, was married to Cleopatra and Anthony’s daughter.
The Fez Festival was founded by the Moroccan Sufi scholar and humanitarian
activist Faouzi Skali. His aim was to provide a beacon of peace from the Islamic
world. The theme of the 2005 festival is Paths of Hope. In the words of the
Festival President, Mohamed Kabbaj, “In Fez we pay homage through music to the
many cultures of our world and to their inherent beauty.”
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The ancient site of Volubilis.
Pic: Remi Boisseau |
The festival programme incorporates the Fez Encounters Colloquium, under the
rubric Giving Soul to Globalisation. Savants and activists from diverse cultures
come together in this “forum for understanding and action” to discuss topics
that include Identity and Democracy and Healing Memories. Included in the
programme are South African Susan Marks and her American husband John with their
films The Shape of the Future and Nashe Maalo.
In addition to the film screenings, there are art exhibitions, activities for
children, free concerts in the huge Bab Boujloud Square and Sufi nights of
ecstatic music and dance in the Dar Tazi gardens. The Fez Festival is a week of
distilled magic. In the words of Simon Broughton, the editor of Songlines world
music magazine, “In 10 years it has become one of the great music festivals of
the world.”
I remain delighted that I’m here in the city of the festival, and am
looking forward to June and all the concerts. It’s a concentrated feast for
the soul, and like the Grahamstown Festival, there are activities all day and
all night to keep you busy. It’s a bit hot in Fez at that time of year to rush
around quite as madly as you might in the frigid air of the Eastern Cape; it’s
more a question of floating serenely from one amazing experience to the next,
water bottle in hand!
MOROCCO
Fasting
in Fez
Helen Ranger
Tue, 04 Oct 2005 at www.iafrica.com
The cannon will fire not once, but three times tonight in Fez as the tiny
sliver of moon is sighted to herald the start of Ramadan on Wednesday. As the
boom echoes from the ancient labyrinthine city across to the 'nouvelle ville',
the students in my class will erupt with excitement and I know I won't be able
to teach them much more. So what should I say, I asked, to my Muslim friends
about to start their month of fasting? "Ramadan m'barak";
"A blessed Ramadan"... these are the words on everyone's lips tonight.
It's been an interesting week of watching how the city and the people of Fez
prepare for what will be a daunting but achievable task. At least the
temperatures have dropped from the late 30s to a very cool morning and evening,
and carrying a bottle of mineral water is not quite so essential.
Throughout the medina, café tables are piled so high with deep-fried sweet
pretzels, samoosas and sausage-shaped rolls filled with almond-dotted sesame
paste dripping with honey, that I wonder if everything will sell. I'm assured it
will; there are large plastic buckets hanging above the displays which you can
buy to take home your purchases. And when you've spent a day wishing you could
eat something, a sugar rush from these sweetmeats is probably not what your body
needs, but certainly what it craves.
I've been watching the b'stilla pastry cooks. Fez may be the spiritual
capital of Morocco, but it's also the home of b'stilla, an extremely thin pastry
that makes strudel or phyllo pastry look positively leaden. There's a large
plastic bowl of mixture, and men are making the pastry. They take a fistful and
roll it onto a griddle with the heel of the hand, as thin as can be. It takes
but seconds to cook, and is then whipped off, added to the pile of sheets, and
oiled with a pastry brush.
Housewives cram around the pastry cooks and haggle for sheets of the
wafer-thin delicacy. They fashion sweetmeats from it, or make the famous
b'stilla pies that contain pigeon meat and almonds and are dusted with icing
sugar and cinnamon. It's the taste of Fez — sweet yet savoury — and
definitely worth trying. B'stilla is always available; it's just that at this
time of year it's doubly valued.
Alcohol is forbidden during Ramadan; bottle stores close a few days
beforehand, and stay closed for a few days after Eid. If you're a foreigner and
really desperate, you can show your passport to a retailer, or go to an upmarket
hotel to drink at the bar. Of course, alcohol is forbidden anyway for Muslims,
but somehow Morocco has a thriving wine industry and it’s common for people to
drink alcohol — except during Ramadan.
Breaking the fast
The fast is broken each evening in homes and cafés across the country as soon
as the sun sets. I join friends in a café and we listen to prayers set to music
coming from the TV. Then the sound is turned down while we hear the call to
prayer emanating from the mosque opposite.
The minutes tick by
agonisingly. When the call is complete, the proprietor calls 'b'smillah' and
turns up the TV anew, and everyone tucks in. The iftar, or f'touh food
differs little from place to place. There's always harira soup, a delicious
concoction of vegetable or lamb stock with tomato paste, chick peas, small
pasta, lentils, rice, red pepper, fresh coriander and perhaps some lamb or
chicken. It's served with dates and some honey-drenched pastries, delicious
pancake-type breads, some stuffed with egg and onion, bread, fruit or vegetable
juice, hardboiled eggs with salt and cumin and afterwards, mint tea. All for
around R10 each.
So here are all the trappings, the sweet things, the harira and the b'stilla
pastry, but what's it all about?
Showing commitment to Allah
The four weeks of Ramadan are observed by fasting during daylight hours and
eschewing sexual intercourse and smoking. Exempt are pregnant or breastfeeding
women, small children, those travelling and the sick and elderly.
The aim is to remind Muslims of their commitment to God and as a spiritual
purification. I don't hear any moans, and people seem pleased to take part and
of course have great support from the entire community. It’s also the time to
wear traditional clothes; the djellabas are beautifully embroidered and the
pointy-toed babouches new and shiny.
My students assure me that I'll be woken each morning by the sounding of the
cannon. Interestingly enough, I've learned to sleep through the 4am call to
prayer, and no doubt this cannon will eventually become routine. But my students
wake at around 4am and have breakfast — a big breakfast of fruit, milk, eggs,
bread, yoghurt, pancakes, cornbread... then they go back to sleep. This means
that 9am classes are now scheduled for 9.30am. Non-Muslims don't have to fast,
of course, but we wouldn't think of eating or drinking in front of our Muslim
colleagues or students and many of my colleagues do fast.
Later in the evening, between 10pm and midnight, supper is served. Here's the
meal that the women have spent their day preparing — in between watching
Egyptian soaps I'm told, as there's nothing much else to do — from b'stilla to
couscous to tagines resplendent with the wide range of fresh vegetables
available in the markets.
©www.iafrica.com
Let's Trance:
excellent article by the writer and historian William Dalrymple that appeared in
the travel section of The Guardian of 12 November 05 can be found at the address
below. It covers Sufism in Fez and the Fez Festival.
http://travel.guardian.co.uk/countries/story/0,7451,1640581,00.html
MOROCCO
Funky Fez medina
Helen Ranger
Wed, 26 Oct 2005
Say
the word 'Morocco', and people think of Humphrey Bogart in Casablanca, or
perhaps the tourist-filled red Berber city of Marrakech; an excitement of souks,
henna, snake charmers and belly dancers. Maybe they’ve also heard of Tangiers,
with its slightly raffish air of the 60s Beat generation, plentiful hashish and
lithe brown Moroccan boys. And yet, there sits Fez in its bowl of mountains, facing west, baking in the hot sun, quite different
to any other Moroccan city. It’s
ancient; its history dates back to the 700s when it was founded by Moulay
Idriss, who lies buried in a shrine deep in the medina (old city).
It’s
also Arab; no amount of French colonisation has changed that, despite the modern
city lying a few kilometres up the road.
It’s
also profoundly spiritual; the cultural heart of the country, with hundreds of
mosques dotted about the medina so you’re never out of reach of the muezzin.
Most
tourists spend just one day in Fez, perhaps staying in an expensive hotel well out of the medina. But such a short
stay won't do Fez justice, so stay a little longer and absorb the atmosphere on offer.
The
medina in Fez is daunting, no doubt about it. The first time I came here, I decided to take
the advice in the guidebook: 'know that you’ll get lost'. It’s not a
problem, because you can always find a gate to the outside world where
there’ll be a taxi, or a café for mint tea while you try to figure out where
you are.
My
guidebook says there are 9000 tiny streets in an area of approximately 4.5km².
It’s a maze, a labyrinth. The cobbled streets certainly are tiny, and there is
no vehicular access. How many cities do you know that you can’t drive into?
Some streets are so narrow that you can’t comfortably pass a donkey laden with
goods, or a mule carrying gas tanks or Coca Cola crates.
A
medieval medina
Another enigma of Fez is that it remains a medieval city. In these tiny streets, you’ll still see
men at work; beating patterns into brass trays, painting pottery, shaping copper
basins, carving thuya or cedarwood or perhaps fashioning musical instruments
such as the indigenous oud or lute. In their breaks, they sit in street cafés
and make a glass of coffee last hours, and when the muezzin calls, they
disappear into the mosques to pray.
There are specific areas for different kinds of
goods; the tanneries and surrounding areas for buying leather clothing, bags,
pouffes, belts and shoes; the coppersmith areas for trays, teapots, plates and
basins; tailoring where you can have a djellaba made (the traditional hooded
robe); babouches — slippers with pointed toes that come in yellow or white
leather for men, and a multitude of designs, colours and fabrics for women;
ornate yellow gold wedding jewellery, and carpentry, including gorgeous golden
thrones for weddings, carved tables and artefacts.
There
are excellent craft stalls selling lighting made of metalwork or thin, brightly
dyed goatskin stretched over frames and painted, the ceramics (particularly blue
and white) which Fez is famous for, carpets both old and new, antique shops
featuring jewellery, objets d'art, furniture and fabrics.
Look
out too for hendiras, the traditional cloaks of linen and wool (and sometimes
silver sequins) that Berber mothers still weave for their marriageable
daughters, as well as cushion covers and traditional wedding belts.
Find
yourself a fez
Near the Moulay Idriss Shrine, you'll find stalls selling votive offerings such
as candles, incense sticks and pieces of frankincense with charcoal to burn it.
There are also shops selling gold-embroidered clothes for weddings and
circumcisions, and it's here you'll find a real red fez complete with tassel. It
makes a good souvenir, and cheap at around R14 each.
Once you’re done with the shopping, take in the
monuments. You can hire a guide if you don’t have a lot of time. Don't miss
the restored Bouanania Medersa (Qur’anic School) with the entrance on the main
street, Tala'a Kebira; the Attarine Medersa further down, the Moulay Idriss
Zawiya (shrine) deep down in the medina alongside the Karaouiyne Mosque, the
tanneries, Seffarine Square and the Nejjarine Museum. There are other museums
such as Batha and Belghazi which are worth a visit too. Non-Muslims are not
allowed inside mosques and zawiyas, but it’s fine to peek and take
photographs.
Hearty
soup and fragrant tagines
Morocco is justly famous for its food, and you'll find couscous and tagines (an
earthenware dish with a conical lid, much like a casserole) everywhere, on every
roadside stall and at every restaurant. Despite the magnificent aromas, don't
worry... the food isn’t overly hot; it’s a gentle blend of spices to delight
the palate.
The
traditional soup of Morocco , harira, can also be found on every street corner in the medina. For just a
couple of dirhams per bowl you'll get a hearty tomato soup with meat, chickpeas
and coriander, served with a squeeze of lemon. A great cheap way to eat.
So
when should you visit Fez? Surprisingly, given the freezing temperatures, Christmas is very popular,
although Spring (March and April) and Autumn (September and October) are
probably the best times to travel.
There’s
accommodation to suit all pockets too, from backpacker hostels to fancy hotels.
Perhaps the most intriguing form of accommodation is in the traditional houses
in the medina, many of which have been lovingly restored and now function as bed
and breakfast establishments. The houses have a central courtyard, often planted
with citrus trees, with rooms arranged around it and generally all have modern
bathrooms en suite.
They’re
not cheap, starting at around R550 per room per night, but will give you an
experience not to be missed and a true taste of Morocco. There’s bound to be a roof terrace, usually with fabulous views of the
medina and hospitality abounds; Moroccans are proud of their culture, and
country, and aim to please.
©www.iafrica.com
Buying a House in
Morocco - book review (first published at www.riadzanyblogspot.com
on 27.6.06)

BUYING A HOUSE IN MOROCCO
Abby Aron
Vacation Work Publications 317 pages £12.95
ISBN 1-85458-349-2
‘… if you love noise, colour, people, art, music and food’, then Morocco
is the place to buy property, according to author Abby Aron. This new book is
aimed at British people wanting to climb onto the latest investment bandwagon
and buy into a country whose property market is as undeveloped as Spain’s or
Portugal’s was some 10-15 years ago.
Aron gives a great deal of advice on how to go about a purchase. Whether you
are brave enough to attempt serious restoration in medieval Fez or want to buy
a modern beach-front apartment off-plan, the book has comprehensive details on
everything from how to choose an estate agent to moving your pets.
The chapter ‘Living in Morocco’ gives a good idea of what to expect when
you move to a completely different culture; Aron covers everything from Islam,
to the economy and health insurance. ‘Where to Find your Ideal Home’ is an
invaluable chapter that explains the regions of the country in depth. She
advises the potential buyer to imagine what the area will be like in a few
years’ time. It also gives an overview of what you can expect for your
money: a small, unrenovated kasbah in a rural village will cost around £3
000; a two-bedroom apartment in downtown Casablanca around £65 000; and a
5-bed riad with sea views in the medina of Essaouira might set you back £200
000. ‘The Purchasing Process’ includes good advice on the legal and
financial side of things. Discussed here are the types of property available,
whether it’s a remote farmhouse in the High Atlas, a golf course
development, houses in the cities and smaller towns, as well as on the
Mediterranean and Atlantic coastlines that are currently subject to huge
investment schemes. The final chapter, ‘What Happens Next’ investigates
domestic services, moving, building or renovating, and making money from your
property.
On the one hand, if you’re sitting here in Fez having already bought a
property and are now half way through a renovation project, it’s pretty easy
to spot some errors such as those in the section on getting a residence/work
permit, and perhaps to criticise a general feeling that all Moroccan estate
agents are to be avoided and only foreign ones used. On the other hand,
though, these are minor quibbles as the book does indeed offer a wealth of
information that is basically sound and that covers a vast array of property
types in a widely diverse country. For the average British person wanting to
know about buying a house in Morocco, just about everything is included. All
you need to do now is book your airline ticket and come and see for yourself.
©Helen Ranger
June 2006
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