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... toward El Hamma. Thin pipes carrying water were roadside, even smaller branches amongst rows of farmland. A donkey waiting while locals pulled up water from a communal well was a great scene.
At El Hamma, we headed westbound in the direction of Kibili to the southern part of a salt lake. The 'mini gas stations' along town streets are quaint. Helen of Troy is using her Kindle,
somebody forgetting to tell the blob Tunisia is outside. Any large green patches, ...
... men arrived. They were mean. They were ugly. They looked the type of people who would've tortured someone, if it meant they'd have more stable futures.
-----In an office room, they surrounded me. They looked at me in a way that said they wanted to hit me. They interrogated me, asking me questions like:
-----"Are you a policeman? Are you in the F.B.I.? Are you the C.I.A.?
-----"Do you have a phone? Why don't you have Facebook!?"
... me. As I left the orchard, two other shubabs came running in. Were they working with the first two? I arrived at a safe distance from them. I picked up a rock to use as a weapon, just in case. I left the shubabs behind and disappeared into the medina. My heart was beating fast.
-----I returned to Haikl's house. I ate lunch, changed into my kashabiya, and peed finally. Haikl was always saying I should wear my kashabiya. He said it made me look like ...
We drive to Chebika in a 4x4 convoy. We're lucky that with four of us we have the vehicle to ourselves. Josh is pleased to be sitting in the front watching our driver traverse terrain which ranges from the well maintained desert roads to the twisting and winding road leading to Chebika.
We slow down now and again to take advantage of ...
... in 4x4 vehicles.
When we arrive Tozeur is still quiet and sleepy. Disembarking from the coach fellow travellers use the restroom of a small restaurant and buy refreshments in the local shop.
And then there is activity as our convoy of 4x4 vehicles, mostly Landcruisers, pull up. We eye them up carefully and get ready to climb aboard our carriage of choice.