TripAdvisor Reviews Playa Sol Borj Cedria
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... Blame it on the Boogie.."
At an ear shattering volume, it was all very amusing and we would have to say, it sure was "the good times".
The countryside became more arid. Sun bleached houses shimmered in the dusty sand. Most of the older women wore hijabs or chadors, but many of the younger women walked freely without head scarves or hijabs, heads glued to mobile phones or iPods. Motor bikes pulling carts and even donkey carts became ...
... a drink on our small balcony would be sufficient for the day. Overlooking the all encompassing views of Tunis city, we enjoyed a glass of scotch whiskey before making our way to the hotel's Club Lounge and then to a very pleasant buffet dinner at the hotel's restaurant.
A fitting but very relaxed end to an interesting day. But we had to admit however, that we were really excited about our very first visit to the huge African continent.
... in the sense that he was an absent-minded shopkeeper. He once added up my food items eight times to figure out I owed him $6. This short guy and I were always happy to see each other. He mostly spoke to me about why I should become Muslim.
- - He would be getting married in August, and he wanted me to know that his wife would cover herself from then on. Why? "Islam."
- - Shamsidin -
- - He was tall and thin and listened to music ...
... Auntie Norine, Uncle Mike, my parents and I will go on a Tuscan road trip. The Fellowship is breaking but we will definitely see each other again. On this trip we definitely have bonded as family. Enough with nostalgia, tonight we will party. We will have our final dinner, our final show, our final lounging in the bar, and have our final sleep in this floating hotel.
People I've met so far:
1. Soraya & Santiago.
2. Esther & her husband.
... with the people of Tunisia. No matter if we were waving at them from the buses or walking into their stand at the markets, most everyone was genuinely happy to see us. They wanted to know where we were from, why we were there and what we thought of their country. During our MANY bus rides all of the JFRC students would just sit and wave to all the locals passing by. They would all be extremely eager to wave ...