Today I found the plant souk: a long row of seemingly indistinguishable shops selling–yep, plants. Caleb and I explored, walking past booths crowded with greenery and men saying “yasmeen, madam? frangipani very nice, madam, you want? inside and outside plants, madam, come and see.”
For 140 dirham (about thirty-five dollars), Caleb and I got two desert rose bushes, a jasmine bush, a small mint plant, and three bags of white rocks that I’m going to use to hold down some of the sand blowing around the front walk.
Here’s something I didn’t buy, although I suppose a person could always find use for a tripod, especially with the Eid holiday coming up:
we’re pretty sure that’s a leather representation of an animal ready for grilling and not, you know, a real animal
