You hear the noise of the bike engines.
Senses in new visitors move to alert.
Moving at speed the bikes weave through the Souk’s.
Its a normal day for those who live in the crannies and nooks.
Recent travellers take a while to get used to it.
Confidence does build in them bit by bit.
Riders weave expertly in and out.
Some near passes but no one taken out.
People rely on the riders to use their skill.