- published: 28 Apr 2016
- views: 4220
Meknes (Arabic: مكناس, Berber: ⵎⴽⵏⴰⵙ Mknas or Ameknas, French: Meknès, Spanish: Mequinez) is a city in northern Morocco, 130 kilometres (81 mi) from the capital Rabat and 60 kilometres (37 mi) from Fes. It is served by the A2 expressway between those two cities and by the corresponding railway. Meknes was the capital of Morocco under the reign of Moulay Ismail (1672–1727), before it was relocated to Marrakech. The population is 985,000 (2010 census). It is the capital of the Meknes-Tafilalet region. Meknes is named after a Berber tribe which was known as Miknasa (native Berber name: Imeknasen) in the medieval North African sources.
The original community from which Meknes can be traced was an 8th century Kasbah. A Berber tribe called the Miknasa, originated from the Tunisian south, settled there in the 9th century, and a town consequently grew around the previous borough.
The Almoravids founded here a fortress in the 9th century. It resisted to the Almohads rise, and was thus destroyed by them, only to be rebuilt in larger size with mosques and large fortifications. Under the Merinids it received further madrasas, kasbahs and mosques in the early 14th century, and continued to thrive under the Wattasid dynasty. Meknes saw its golden age as the imperial capital of Moulay Ismail following his accession to the Sultanate of Morocco (1672–1727). He installed under the old city a large prison to house Christian sailors captured on the sea, and also constructed numerous edifices, gardens, monumental gates, mosques (whence the city's nickname of "City of the Hundred Minarets") and the large line of wall, having a length of 40 km.
I left my gal in Kansas City
Left the crying in the rain
I told her that I made my mind up
I didn?t want to see her again
What makes the night so lonely
What makes the night so long
why I guess its just because I am a man
That?s done a good women wrong
I can?t eat
I can?t sleep
All I can do is cry
All I can do is cry
I told her that she was a driver
Told her that she played around
But I was just a lying man
Tryin? to hide the tracks she had found
Gonna catch my self a flier
One was Kansas City bound
I'm goin' looking for my baby
Good Lord, I hope she?s still around
I can?t eat
I can?t sleep
All I can do is cry
All I can do is cry
I can?t eat
I can?t sleep
All I can do is cry