Paris is experiencing a freaky heat wave right now. It's like a greenhouse under that pyramid!
What a surprise! Hardly any people lined up at the entrance for this exhibit. Am I the only Moroccophile in the City of Light?
Oh well, more room for me to soak up all the wonderful treasures that I can't show you because the guards refused to let me take photos. That's stupid. I'm not using a flash for heaven's sake! I'm not going to damage your Coran/ancient dinar/13th century bowl fragment.
Here are two things I learned from this exhibit: 1) The Maghreb (Algeria, Tunisia and Morocco) was named by the Arab conquerors who came here in the 7th century. It was originally called "Maghreb al-Aqsa" which means The most Western Point on Earth. (Or maybe it is the Westernmost point on Earth. I can't even read my own notes!) 2) What I thought was called a "Minibar" is actually called a Minbar. It's that step rampy thing the Iman preaches from in the mosque. There were several minbars on display and I kept reading "Minibar" on the little sign. I thought "How clever! Even in 980 they had places to put all those little bottles of Schweppes and tiny bags of nuts!"
Afterwards I really wanted some tajine. I had to settle for some dates for my snack. Really, there should be some kind of Exhibit-Museum Cafeteria clause that states the whatever they are showing in the museum, they have to serve a representative menu related to the show in the museum cafeteria. Couscous for all!