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... round fat pizza consistency. Build a fire, burn it down to coals and throw the loaf on top. Cover with sand and let it sit for about 20 minutes. Pop it out and massage the heck out of it to cleanse it of the sand and coals. Serve it with a blend of Tunisian olive oil and honey - paradise. For the rest of the meals the stove consisted of a bike sprocket with three wire legs. As the day progresses the silence grows. When you lean your ears into it what does silence ...
... was 150k away. Had to chuckle at purported toilet gradings at normal, comfortable and deluxe.
After the break we were in the governorate of Tozeur. Jane or Caroline tried to claim they were 'gentle English roses', also suggesting I had been 'too quiet' [after ripping into the DB's].
Five signed up for the caleche ride-the boring Yanks, John, Tony and I--so Noubi decided it was best to go to the hotel first, allowing those people to do their own thing. If the ...
... above quote, when I told him about the national guard harrassing me.
-----I wouldn't be left in peace, though, until my host Haikl and I returned to the national guard building. There, we were told we had to register with the police that I was staying in Haikl's home. We rode through town on Haikl's motor-bike, looking for a place to make photocopies of our documents.
-----As we rode through town, Haikl greeted just about everyone. "Khoo-ya!" ...
... me. They were wasting my time. It was frustrating. The only thing I could think to do to empower myself was to sit here calmly, acting as though I wasn't bothered. But, I actually considered it a human rights violation that they should keep me here.
-----When they paid attention to me, they wanted to know: where I'd been in Tunisia; how I knew the friends I'd made; why I'd arrived on the anniversary of their revolution; etc. They looked through ...
... young men helping me wore a fuzzy black robe called a "kadron". It was worn by religious men. This man and his friend, who wore Western clothes, instructed me to repeat something after them in Arabic. I recognized the words, "Allah" (God) and "El-Nabi" (The Prophet). Certainly, they wanted me to profess that Allah was the only god and Mohammed was His prophet. They were trying to trick me into believing in their religion?
-----They went to the mosque, and ...