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\"Why do you have the rivers that wide?<\/b><\/span> <\/p>\n Morocco welcomed us with warm and sunny weather. I remember a clean modern airport, a long queue for <\/span>passport control, which consisted of people of all races and nationalities of the planet, a taxi park... And a few hours later, having filled in all the paperwork for renting the motorbikes, we were already seeping through the dense traffic jams along the narrow streets of Casablanca. There are 9 days of adventure and adrenaline charge ahead!<\/span><\/p>\n\n\t\t
\nWhy do you have the mountains that high?\"
\nThis catchy nursery rhyme was playing in my head on and on for all the six hours of the flight, until the Moroccan Airlines Boeing 737 landed at Casablanca Airport. If I had been asked what I knew about Morocco a couple of months ago, I would have answered that it is a country, which is located somewhere in Africa, the Moroccans live there, there is also a desert, camels, tangerines and a city with an exotic name Marrakesh, about which a cheerful song was written by Goombay Dance Band and it was very popular in 80s. Perhaps, my answer would not have differed much from the description of Brazil performed by Donna Rosa d'Alvadorez in the famous Soviet comedy \"Hello, I'm your Aunt!\"
\nAs always, the idea to go on a motorbike trip across this mysterious country came up to me unexpectedly. I found out by chance that a chill company of my friends-BMW-lovers was going there, so I asked them if I could join. That's how I tagged along with them, so to speak.<\/span><\/p>\n![\"\"](\"https:\/\/cap-travel.ru\/wp-content\/uploads\/1.jpg\")
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