Landing at the red eye hours in Casablanca reminded me on some tiring trips some years back, a 1:1 copy of Chennai including the interior of the airport. Great, I have arrived, back in my world.

After dozing some more hours on the sofa couch at the entrance of the hotel lobby I got my room and the bike got unboxed in no time to hit the road after a decent breakfast.

I started circling between SIM Card Shop, Bike Repair Shop (rear derailleur slightly bend from a fall over on the last mile in Bodenheim) and, long time overdue, the Barber Shop. Although there is no time difference between Germany and Morocco, there is a big big difference in time. While GoogleMaps tells you, 24h Open, you learn on the first attempt, it will be 11.30am. Long story short, I kept circling among the shops in a more and more lively traffic until my three items were sorted.

The Casablanca Sniff Tour without photos took us around, followed by a cool down in the hotel pool at the roof top. It’s small, chilly, clean and anything else than crowded.

After some very delicious, freshly made stuffed Msemen at one of the nearby streetfood stalls, it was time to get back into the City Centre, a 10min tram ride on line T1. Casablanca beer is tasty. The snacks come for free in an all you can eat order. The Smoking allowed was an interesting experience after all.

Exhausted, tired and with more plans in my head, I called it a day.

Fair winds…