Where am I going to find tasssels: Morocco of course, to be exact Marrakech in a bedouin tent. What was I doing here?
I was dancing of course with the other Moroccan ladies Ok it was June 1990, so I was 30 years younger and could still move to the rhythm, although Moroccan rhythm is a little different to ours, mostly tambourine shaking and drums and the dancers making strange noises somewhere in their throats (a Moroccan traditional sing song).
We were on a trip with the company where Mr. Swiss worked, all in the name of public relations and the wives were also invited. So there I was in Marrakech for four days with all the trimmings. In the evening we were taken to a large Bedouin tent for a Moroccan meal.
It was a sheep, or a lamb, and of course we helped ourselves by hand to pick it apart. One of those events you never forget and always like to be reminded of by the photos. No the lamb did not have any tassels, but it was served with couscous. As far as the tassels were concerned, they must have tassel factory in Morocco to produced so many of them.
I am not sure if this Moroccan lady had tassels, but I do not think that Mr. Swiss was looking for tassels at the time.
I always wanted to go there. 🙂 I have no tessellated remarks today having blogged my tasseled heart out yesterday in the name of research.
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It was the chance of a lifetime. A fascinating place. OtherwiseI also have no tassels. I don’t usually wear them, people might start talking.
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Ha ha ha ha! You could hang some on your wheelchair!
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A good idea. although I was thinking of a british flag.
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Hahahaha…’I do not think Mr Swiss was looking for tassels at the time.’ Made me literally LOL.
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He was studying Moroccon culture
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Would love to head on down to Morocco.. 😉
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It was the chance of a lifetime for me.
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