Oueld Karima.
In the outskirts of the
Imperial Marrakesh ...... Baaaaaba. Not baba.
Baaaaaba was coming on a horse followed by many horsemen .....
The horses raised a cloud ....
A Big Cloud of Dust. The women started screaming Baaaaaba is coming ...
The Yoooso Yooo ... The women the little kids .... Yoooo Yooo .....
Baaaba came and during lunch the women were separated from the men .....
And the during lunch:
Someone Told Baaaba. This is little Saint John Oueld Karima ..
Baaaba puts me on his laps for the duration of the lucnh ....