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... painted brilliant white with attractive bright cobalt blue trimming, reflecting the brilliant blue of the surrounding clear Mediterranean waters. Beautiful cascades of brilliantly flowering red and pink Bouganvilleas, weeping Australian Eucalypts, clipped pine trees and the old faithful, ubiquitous Oleanders made for an very lovely setting.
While the beauty and wealth of La Corniche was very much in your face, so were the huge ...
... We took five taxis to get to a location fairly close to the Hotel Tiba. Noubi is wearing a suit. Hope it's not meant to impress us cuz the dandruff thereon ain't doing it for me.
Noubi advised the Avenue Habib Bourguiba was named after the nation's first president. He also pointed out the statue to a famed native sociologist Ibn Khaldoun. Off his right shoulder is the French embassy with its trademark colonial red tiled roof; his left shoulder, the ...
... I won't say we covered every inch of the medina but we had a good look at it over some five hours' plus. That's probably a reasonable time to spend there, give or take an hour.
We rested outside the medina for a bit, watching the locals pass by. We then headed back in the direction of the train station, more stumbling on the route.
We walked past the station to check out an unnamed church. A mosque opposite the station was also a mystery, ...
... mosaic, other naked women rode lions, dragons, cow-headed fish, and mythical hybrid amphibious beasts around in a circle. A HUUUGE mosaic portrayed the sea, with fat-headed eels and a swimming cow and big tentacles coming out of the water and a woman swimming in the middle and finless spiky-toothed fish.
- - I loved these mosaics. I wanted to learn how to make them myself, so I could have one in my house.
- - Ulysses (the ...
... me to remove these cotton garments and parade around in the buff. I declined to go beyond standard French beach etiquette.
Finally, the best interaction with locals was a total surprise as I walked with my companions up a cobbled street in the middle of Tunis. A lady in the crowd of pedestrians around us, upon my query about the street food she was queueing to buy, treated us to a short stack of the fried and sugared fare. Yum!