We still haven't found any pomogranates but there's been everything else we've been looking for. We got dragged into a spice shop. Dragged is maybe too forceful... everyone here is really nice so it's hard to turn people down but it does make the wandering experience much more pleasant than if people were more abrupt. So we started talking to this guy whose brother randomly lives in Seattle and we ended up getting 6grams of saffron from him. Then he invited us to have some mint tea with him as friends. Which we did, it was time for some sugar anyway. He spent the next half hour probably showing us his wares. I was fascinated... it was like being in ursula's cavern with jars of everthing from floor to ceiling. He told us what everything was and what it was used for. He was a good salesman. He even demonstrated the orange flower oil by giving us a mini brow massage. Of course we got sucked into buying more stuff!

Our apothecary friend
Cammie being given a "present" of a small henna tattoo despite her best protestations. I ended up with the same tattoo.

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