The heat is unbearable; we are cycling slower than we did since we left Europe. The most pleasant time to ride is in the morning. This is how I enjoy cycling – in pleasant weather, surrounded by nature with beautiful views. There aren’t many people around to distract the flow of my thoughts.

Everything feels relaxed upon entering Fes, though the smell of burning trash is uncomfortable. This problem is most prevalent in Fes. We went to the old city to find a place to spend two days.

My backpack from Brooks needs to be repaired. I remember that when we asked in Portugal, it would have cost around 50 €. However, we found a tailor who will happily fixed it for just 30 Dirhams (about 3 €). We already had the straps, but we needed a good tailor to change them.We also asked a woman if she knew of any good street food, and she took us to a restaurant.

they sell maakouda—a deep-fried potato fritter, often served with eggs and a tomato-based sauce. very deliusius but oily and once a week its enough but we came next day to eat it too.

People were really polite and didn’t annoy us with sales pitches. They asked if we needed help or were looking for something, but they didn’t insist. When we entered the old city, we met Mohammad, who suggested two hotels for us. One was dirty and cost 15€, while the other was really nice, had air conditioning, and came with a basic breakfast for 20€. Although it was above our budget, but this is what we only have hier, big cities are always challenging for our budget, we decided to stay for two days to get some good rest before our mountain climbing adventure again.

Fes is a beautiful city, a perfect blend of history and modernity, and it’s not overcrowded with tourists. However, the weather is quite hot. Our stomachs are a bit unsettled, but hopefully, we’ll feel better by tomorrow.

During our rest day in Fes, we spent several hours with Mohammad, the amazing guy from Coffee Alawi. Together, we cooked a delicious tajine and were invited to join a women-only festival. I felt truly honored to be welcomed into their celebration.

One of the women we met works for #Zara, earning about €300 a month. She works 10-hour shifts in a factory, with a one-hour midday break.

the second day we went on a mission to find good falafel.
it’s funny that in Morocco Falfel refers to pepper……….
i had many funny misunderstanding with my Arabic in morocco

We went to a shopping centre to buy some items when we encountered a challenge, Big malls in Africa can be hectic, and there’s no way to keep your bike safe or bring it near security. I had to talk to the manager of the shopping center to get permission to wait with the bicycles until Sandra returned from shopping.While I was waiting, Trevor approached me and asked in English if we were long-distance cyclist, ended up chatting for about half an hour. It’s always nice to meet someone who shares your passion for travel. Trevor is from Ireland and is currently traveling around Morocco. He plans to return to Europe to work and save enough money to continue his journey. He shared many bike maintenance tips with me since he works as a bike mechanic.

Sandra is not feeling well today. We cycled 5 km, and she has already gone to the bathroom three times. While I was waiting outside, Wadiee approached me and asked if we were ok. He then called his wife, Rita, and they invited us to their home to rest. We accepted their invitation right away. Sandra took a taxi with Rita, while I cycled with Wadiee to their house.

t was wonderful to meet a young, modern Moroccan family—such a unique experience. They cooked a delicious Moroccan meal for us. Later in the evening, I wanted to cook some spaghetti as a thank-you gesture, but after cooking for an hour, the pan fell on the floor. We laughed for half an hour about it.
Ayob is Rita’s brother he works for a call centre for a Canadian Company and speaks perfect English, Rita and Ayob have been very successful on Instagram making travel content.

we decided to stay the night there and continued next day.

we had a good sleeping night thanks to Wadiee and Rita