For the price of a cup of tea, Moroccan men will occupy a café’s chairs for hours on end.
It’s a place to hang-out with their friends, watching the world pass by.
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Cycling as a couple, I (Grace) never received extra, unwanted attention. The men were friendly enough, and never made me feel unwelcome in the male-dominated cafés and terraces. Some of them even began applauding while I pedaled up a pass.
But I’ve heard about solo female cyclists being harassed. For more information read Trien Pauwel’s article that she wrote for bikepacking.com; Hooker on wheels.