I’ve read up a bit on the Romans, how they used to be the greatest warriors during the ancient times. For example, the Battle of Mut’ah, taken place during the time of Prophet Muhammad s.a.w., where there were 100,000 of Byzantine Empire (Eastern Roman) vs 3,000 Muslims. So it’s no surprise the many traces they left in many countries.
It’s heartwarming to see this. Feeding its young. Maternal instinct comes naturally.
Less words, more pictures here (cos I can’t recall much of the long history behind it)
7 May 2014, Wednesday
Left the beloved blue washed city after breakfast, for Fes. Before reaching Fes, we stopped by Meknes for a well deserved lunch – Grilled Lamb Chops. The waiter asked if I wanted my omelette with mushroom or cheese. I chose mushrooms, though I wish I had asked for both!
While we were leaving, one of the waiters pointed to his arm and mine, and said “kazalik (same!).” He said I can be one of them, a fellow Moroccan. Haha. I am tanner than my usual tan.
We visited the Moulay Ismail Mausoleum and the famous gate, Bab Mansour, in Meknes. I realised how important gates are in Morocco. These are the landmarks for meeting points and gates are demarcation between cities.
Moulay Ismail Mausoleum, quoted from NatGeo, “The mausoleum of Moulay Ismail—one of Morocco’s greatest rulers, who made Meknès his capital city in the 17th century—consists of three brightly decorated courts, a mosque, and the tombs of the sultan and his family.”
There’s some serenity in the air reminding me of how precious life is. I wonder how one could keep so much hatred and discontentment in their heart, even knowing that sooner or later, you just have to leave this temporary abode. What do you gain out of it? YOLO isn’t it? Make it right for once, leave a precious legacy that people will talk about and your generations to come will be proud of and will always keep you in prayers.
Next up, Volubilis, the Roman ruins.