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... quirky sites of Kairouan city.
Makroudh is a speciality sweetmeat of Kairouan. Comprising a buttery oatmeal roll stuffed with chopped dates, the sweet is cooked in a pan then bathed in a honey mixture and sprinkled with sesame seeds before allowing to drain and store. Mohammad told us that people come from miles away to buy this Kairouan specialty and there were certainly long queues of people outside the Makroudh shops. By ...
... the north of Tunisia. We had also hoped that there may have been an exhibition of Auguste Macke's paintings of Tunisia, given there was a memorial week of the 100 years since he and famous artist Paul Klee lived and painted their beautiful works in Tunis.
"Ahh, you are sooo lucky" she beamed. "You have a very, very good driver. He was the chosen driver for our diplomats and he speaks excellent English". Fawzia's enthusiasm was infectious ...
... or cheapness John and I suspect] of rooms in Sidi Bin Said for these last two nights. Our little group [sans Omar]ordered bottles of red and white wine, the former the better one. My mixed salad included seven varieties. The first entree was a whitefish. It was the usual fight with bones. The second entree was a beef fillet. For dessert, I had chocolate mousse 20 TD.
The leftover tip kitty was roughly 415 TD. It was split on the sheet between Othman and Noubi, ...
... prevalent. Small towns dotted the landscape. There was actually an overdue appearance by the sun a bit after 1000. Fruit tress were bereft of their staples.
I was nodding off a bit, some low level of fatigue a constant companion in north Africa. Never thought I'd see Enfila Ville, if only from a dirty train window, in my life. Some New York Yankee ball caps spotted [one a ghastly orange] and even a Man U jacket, Steve. There were some farm animals, ...
... The narrow alleys were full of merchants' shops open on business days, but the medina became dark and spooky at night. I spent two nights here, in a hostel.
- - I emerged in the daytime, to meet with a guy named Walid in a cafe on Abi Berghouba Avenue. He taught me some words in Tunisian Arabic - which was like the Moroccan dialect I'd already studied. I hoped these words would be useful:
- - "bheem" - donkey
- - "mekhla" - a ...