Although I made no notes, who could forget the fabulous shop of wood furniture, exotic carvings, and miscellaneous other things? Peggy was used to dealing with the vendor, so they went off in pursuit of whatever it was she wanted. I trailed through the aisles, marveling at the mainly Indian tables, chairs, chests and carved ornaments. Everything was almost jumbled together with space for walking amongst the innumerable items for sale. As Peggy and John their negotiations, I discovered a box with dozens of painted china cupboard/drawer pulls. Immediately I wanted them for my kitchen cupboards and drawers. Closing my eyes, I mentally calculated how many I would need. Then I dug through the collection to select as many different patterns as possible. My own with the vendor.
In the afternoon, we visited the Heritage Village . The traditional buildings were air conditioned by wind towers . These were built tall above the house; as any breeze passed, it was trapped by the tower, and being cool, it sank into the house, displacing hot air that floated up and out. Also, I was pleased to see Bedouin tents set up; in Morocco, years previously, I had seen Bedouin
tents in the distance but never had the chance to see them up close. Inside, thick furred skins, blankets and rugs furnished the canvas homes.
