The centre of the Palace
One of the lovely doorways in the Palace
A little pair of legs cooling down on the cold tiles
We had a wander around the souqs in the morning but were once again put off by the constant pestering of the merchants. The souqs are a rabbits warren of colourful silk, shining silver work and beaded jewellery. There is plenty we could buy but if you so much as blink in their direction, they pull you in you are theirs.
Colourful silk shoes hanging on one of the stalls
Bright silk scarves
Bright leather slippers
The weather was not as hot as yesterday but I have still managed to burn a bit again on my shoulders. We enjoyed an ice cream in the square, I had one scoop of mint choc and Paul had the mother of all ice creams - two scoops of bounty flavour, one scoop meringue flavour, chocolate sauce and whipped cream in a cone the size of his face! They were good though and I'm thinking that now i'm 27, I can probably eat all the ice cream I want so I'll be back tomorrow for a great big dollop of something delicious!