Camels to Fountains

I'm not sure of today's post is on the main theme or even any recognisable sub themes..
It's about bargaining and the fact I'm not too good with it and don't enjoy it, when the idea is that you do.

I'm sure that natural bargainers would have no time for my insecurities but the problem is that I often find it impossible to know what my limit is or what I think the product is worth. when people tell me it's their best price, and it took the blood of poor widow to sew those 5 million knots over two years, I believe them. And anyway what is a carpet or a moziac fountain worth? and then of course one feels like dunce if gifted bargainers got it for 5% or even 30% less. I so hate to feel I'm being taken for a ride. And of course one's own purchasing and bargaining event is of limited interest to the others in your group. So I didn't buy a belt because I could not face the bargaining process even though I could do with a belt but luckily we did buy a fountain (to be air freighted from Morocco to to Ainslie) which is handy because we've got a piece of wall with power for the pump already established in a very Mediterranean setting.

All this in the most  amazing ninth century medina where the little alleys and corridors can just fit a line of pedestrians moving in opposite directions with an occasional donkey or even a motor scooter. Hisham, our guide, grew up in the alleys.  I imagine it would be a great environment for kids to run around in.

And the most recent photo below is of spices including chilli in the markets here. Really the busiest, most crowded place I've been in. With everything from camel heads to wedding regalia, although we missed the appliances section if there was one.