In Tahnaoute Tuesday is souq day. A souq (soook) is like market. Brahim took me to the souq after our classes on Tuesday.
The souq is located in Old Tahnaoute. This is a view from a distance.
One of the very coolest features of the souq is the donkey parking lot. Los of people come from Tahnaoute and the surrounding villages to buy and sell things at the souq. They carry their things on donkeys. This is where the donkeys wait while the buying and selling happens.
Barbers at the souq.
The friendly barbers will call you over to look at a human tooth in yankers (apparently barbers double as dentists). Then the friendly barbers will ask you for money.
Your neighborhood souq butcher. Brahim said that many people will buy a week's worth of food and take it back to their village.
Eggplants, carrots, and something else (Achmed told me the name of it, but I forgot. I know, I know, I'm the least informative blogger ever...)
I was amazed by how unadulterated all of the produce was. It literally looks like it was just plucked from the ground/tree/etc.
This is the souq in all its craziness.
In addition to food, you can also buy lots of stuff at the souq. I asked Brahim's daughter before I left what they sell at the souq. She said, "Everything." She was right. Glasses, teapots, cell phone chargers, batteries, buckets, shoes, clothes, everything.
The everything is just spread out all hodge podge. You have to go from stall to stall looking for what you need.
Each stall is manned by Moroccan men.
Most of the people at the souq were men, but there were a couple of women.
This is Brahim on the way home after the souq. He was hauling a bunch of produce in his bag.
It turns out that I like donkeys...
I took lots of pictures of them on the way from the souq. Brahim's children thought this was hysterical.