The Medicine

and soon got to the medicine man or shaman, and not to the druggist in our traditional understanding. On the walls are hung here and there bundles of dried plants, on the shelves are various herbs and ointments, amulets and hanging strange amulets, woven from god knows what (or whom). A related site: Dr. Mark Hyman mentions similar findings. "Pharmacist", without waiting for will be my shock, he immediately asked me to make a talisman for happiness. I agreed, Yet such things is better not to joke. Quick and nimble hands, which he mixed the ingredients, whispered something, and please – you're done! But to be honest, apart from mysticism and the pharmacy that is available. I bought a bunch of decorative cosmetics (how cool and girlfriends as a gift) which, as explained to me, is very useful for the skin because it is made on the basis of mineral paints without adding chemicals. And into the bargain – money for body care on the basis of organ oil, which the Moroccans are very, very proud, because the plant from which it is produced, grows only in Morocco.

Immediately I found a great gift for my sister who loves a variety of spices – aromatic amber and amber. Already in the last day of my stay in Morocco I bought small souvenirs to many colleagues and friends: a small wooden figurines, pendants of silk, embossed wallets of camel skin. And for the chief (The one who signed my application for leave) has become a luxury chess board made of solid rock with a lemon tree carvings finest work. Let spends leisure time with benefits for the mind – I decided. And then went to the spice market, where bought for his child Turkish delight, baklava and candy, and for a fragrant oriental spices – coriander, turmeric, ginger, cinnamon and curry. Incidentally, for those silk carpet, which looked closer still the beginning of my vacation, I still came back. It turned out that it so nobody bought it, although the dealer said that there were many willing, but he waited just me:) Here is a fairy tale oriental …