Rym El Djamil Algiers

Well, there are not many developments since my last posting here. We are here on an assignment which allows us to enjoy a lot of free time. The major changes happened during this time that some other colleagues of us joined us here from Cairo and among them two of my Bangladeshi colleagues. So after a long time I could speak Bangla here :). Now a days we three go out every night and search restaurants for Rice cooked in traditional Bangla style. We even taught a ...

... has not yet started. So, after the sunset (which is around 8:00 PM) all the shops closes by 9:00, and the resturants closes by 10:00. We try to taste different types of food that we can find around. Once we tried Pizza, the other day we tried the grilled chicken, than Fried chicken and one night we tried a "Posh" restrant called "The Pokar das". The resturant is relatively better than the others (although we found that one of the Napkin has hole in it due to old age ...

... one for sea food etc We went for the grills and the food war faboulous. After the dinnr, we went for a mini city trip in Amars' Fiat. We then went to the Icecream district to have some icecream. On the way to hotel Amar screamed "Look out" and we saw a Big wild boar run accross the road . By the way, Algiers is a hilly city with lots of Woods and Girdens and wild animals thrive there. We returned to the hotel at 12:00 AM and I slept instantly..

... in our flash multistar hotel heading to the disco after spending the rest of our dinars on Algerian red wine...due to the fact that they are impossible to change back into foreign currency in Algeria. Apparently they forgot that its their own %$#ing currency. Off to the bottle....and my tourmates...stay tuned for more later. : )

Accueil à l'aéroport sans aucun panneau - dans un pays réputé pour ses pb de sécurité, ça commence bien... Passage par un bureau de passage au siège de la société. Rien à faire qu'attendre "l'escort" 2 heures de route au Sud d'Alger, sous escort: un business entretenu pour les sociétés internationales par les autorités locales sans doute. Des flics partout - jamais vu autant

... food they offer or watch the shows from the high terraces of the nearby bars after visiting the Koutoubia mosque and the Menara gardens full of youngsters. Marrakech is like Neaples/ Italy, Bahia/Brazil or Santiago/Cuba While Fes where I suggest you to take a ride on a horse coach along the walls of the oldest and largest medevial city in the world and to walk inside the Bali, the oldest quarter, is like Florence or Rome and Casablanca like Milan and Genoa altogether.

... even climbed the top of a mountain to reach the Pere Foucault refuge where this missioner lived before being murdered by the locals. We slept under a million stars sky in our sleeping bag without tents and enjoyed the desert experience that is unique, I miss it so much that I want to repeat it again on the sand dunes of Djanet, the east part of Hoggar Tassili, the rocky red desert similar to the U.S. Monument Valley