Next we sailed on to Casablanca, Morocco. We docked early in the morning at a fairly industrial port and loaded onto a bus to explore the city. Our first stop was an open market that had fresh produce, fish, flowers and meat. As early as it was, the market was alive and bustling with people and tourists alike. Next we drove onto the Hassan II Mosque which was quite an impressive site to see. The main prayer room is large enough for 25,000 worshipers. It is the largest mosque in all of Morocco (third largest in the world) and the minaret, which stands 689 feet tall, is the tallest minaret in the world. It felt very opulent and new, which was a stark contrast against the rest of Casablanca. After the mosque we drove around the city some more, stopped at a spice house that had more jars and vials in one room than I have ever seen. It was all very neatly arranged and went from floor to ceiling and the man running the shop reported to have herbal or spice cures for everything from dry skin to impotence. It was an entertaining presentation, but Becki and I both opted to leave empty handed. Our last stop was the Mahkama du Pacha, a parliamentary building that was built in the 1940s which houses both the courts of justice and reception rooms for state occasions. The carved cedar ceilings and chiseled stucco walls were remarkable. At the center of the building there was a beautiful courtyard with roses and fountains. We also managed to squeeze in some shopping and Becki bought a beautiful Moroccan carpet, which we carried home in a duffel bag.