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Motorbiking is fun. Being a lonely wolf. Racing with the wind and the feeling that your under. The thrill when you break down – will you be able to fix it, will you need a mechanic? Suddenly: Vietnamesian! The bored grandpa must have spotted you from his window-sentinel. Now everything is lost. You do exactly know, you´ve got fuel, the sparkplug is fastened and it won´t do any good to kick the starter a hundred times. Now guess which three things the Vietnamesian grandpa is going to try first, after pushing you aside. Of course he does not speak one word of English and your gesticulations won´t argue him out of it. Naturally you could hustle the old know-it-all away. Baring violence you will not get him away from your machine. What a shame that violence against old people hardly fits the code of behavior accepted by the other 20 Vietnamesians gathered around you. Simply fleeing does not work either, otherwise you`d not be here.

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Motorradfahren macht Spaß. Als einsamer Wolf täglich sein Rennen gegen den Wind verlieren, der Nervenkitzel, wenn man liegen bleibt – kannst du es reparieren, brauchst du doch einen Mechaniker? Plötzlich: Vietnameser! Der gelangweilte Opa muss dich von seinem Fensterposten aus erspäht haben. Jetzt ist alles vorbei. Du weißt genau, du hast Benzin, die Zündkerze ...

Day 1: Munich. The bald head man says: “I have tried everything. Every time
they tell me it’s scratching. I had it freshly-shaved, but it’s still
scratching. It just doesn’t work. I think what’s out once doesn’t ever
get in again.”

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1. Tag: München. Der Glatzenmann sagt: "Ich hab schon alles probiert. Jedes mal sagen sie mir es kratzt. Ich habe sie ganz frisch rasiert, aber es kratzt immer noch. Es geht einfach nicht. Ich glaube, was einmal raus ist, kommt nicht mehr rein."Day 1: Munich. The bald head man says: "I have tried everything. Every time they tell me ...

OK, this might sound a little cliché, but I swear it’s true: Winter in Morocco – what a dream if you like perfect point breaks, miraculously consistent surf, incredible colors, and a lifestyle so relaxed that you wonder what we’re being so stressed about in Europe all the time. Last January we went surfing there and stayed at Tahib’s again: The most chilled place you can imagine. Hanging with the locals taught us a different kind of cool.

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Learn the Moroccan Zen from the surf dudes chez Tahib: The Power of "Why not?"