Does the name Pepi la Pew ring any bells? I remember him as an animated and enamored skunk, in perpetual chase of a cat he mistakenly thought was another skunk. His famous quote, “Come to the Kasbah with me, and we shall chew bubble gum together,” has been a dip-kissing line since our early romancing days. Never did I imagine my man actually would. Take me to the Kasbah that is…until Tangier.
The old city’s centre is called the Medina, the Grand Succo and the Petit Succo are where much of the action takes place, the Souk (market) and the oldest, narrowest, highest and most protected neighbourhood of Tangier is the Kasbah or fortress. It’s where we stayed with all the comforts of a sultan and well-earned after a long day of touring the rough and tumble Moroccan Mediterranean.
It was Easter Sunday and the Berbers made the trek into the city from farms to sell mint and all manner of veggies. We slipped into a garden, out of the bustle of the Souk and followed the lush pathway to an English-speaking Anglican service so we joined in.
A full day in N. Africa’s gritty city of Tangier and richer for it.
