AMR2020 – The mind breaker!
Morocco welcomed me very warm. I landed in Marrakesh around midnight, a day and a half before the start of the Atlas Mountain Race. When the taxi driver shouted the price for 7 kilometres with the bike cardboard box sticking out of the car booth, I immediately remembered all my friend’s advice; haggle! So I did so well, that the driver kicked me out of … Czytaj dalej AMR2020 – The mind breaker!
