#04 – A dive into Morocco’s culture

While reading a book on my e-reader, a car stops near my tent and horns. Would it be for me, or not? It horns again, so I get out of the tent. A police car. A man steps outside his car and walks towards me. “Passport please”, asks the man in the impressive uniform. Some photos of the passport, some phonecalls and the appearance of three other men later I am commanded to clear up my tent and follow the police car. “It’s not safe here, so I will bring you to the city hall where you and your bike will be safe”. It was all a little bit suspicious, but there was no absolutely noharm or evil act in his worries, he just wanted me to be safe.