The very first thing we did after breakfast could not have happened if not for the help of our guide, Jamal. Tall, quiet, and determined, he without too many words – maybe ten in total – walked us to and around the vicinity of the medina. Planned or not, our first stop through the maze of streets was an almost nondescript door that led us to the Ben Youssef madrasa with its beautiful, traditional Moroccan architecture. I was surprised that not only could we go in, we could also take photos, walk around the facility without limit, and even be moderately loud, which tends to happen when you’re having fun. I was half-waiting for the police to appear and start yelling at us for violations of religious feelings. Thank god, that didn’t happen.