After another five star breakfast I left poop & pampers behind. It became a ride to arrive today without much excitement apart from the fact that, first time since in Morocco, I was stopped by the police to check out my passport. I have passed numerous checkpoints but never caught any of their attention, until today. Three officers, very friendly and respectful chatting with me and I was curious and wondering, when they come up with their story. They didn’t and after ten minutes or so I was back in my routine.

Routine is the matching term here. I was on a 37km straight line at that time without the slightest deviation in direction. Good music helped me to keep the required will power up.

My host in Ben Guerir was expecting me and offered some nice welcome tea upon arrival. The accommodation is in the middle of the town center, market and shops are everywhere around. From avocado to ziplock bags, all there, whatever you can think of including popcorn.

While walking the market, there were many small loudspeakers playing different prayers, I believe. Now, just after 8pm, there is one transmission going covering the whole area. First time I encounter it this way.

For dinner, I enjoyed a traditional Arabic dish called Kepsa besides the Moroccan Bisara soup. All very tasty.

Tomorrow will be a long day in the saddle. Good night.

Fair winds…