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Day 52 - Finally a rest day!
This morning Toby had a bright idea to set an alarm and go to the gym early. What?? So we were up early whilst everyone else on the ship slept in. As we were walking to the gym we saw the ship's doctor and nurse leaving a cabin....it's very early....must be ebola! We are ebola obsessed as it's the only thing being broadcast on the English station. ...
... of a cold drink and we thoroughly enjoyed ourselves just spending some time to sit and watch the Bizerte world go by. The rather garish Le Phenicien also had clean toilets.
Thankfully we had no problem finding our driver Ahmed and soon we were speeding off to our next destination of the famous La Goulette, the port for the city of Tunis.
La Goulette was first developed as a port and strategic outpost in ...
... he could go back for pix, (Wo)Man joining him. That meant two were happy and fourteen unhappy; not good thinking, Noubi. Anyone can leave at any time and do their own thing.
The Mosque of Ahmed Bey was under renovation as we passed near it. As Noubi motored on in front, we lost Omar. That necessitated backtracking, in vain. I said to Noubi it was not a great concern since he spoke not only French but also Arabic. It was ironic that Robert was complaining we ...
... again to give him the key and say bye. He's a bit dogmatic when it comes to sharing a room but managed to give each other enough space. Nice to see again the Legal Eagle and Ms Wino. A farewell to Eyebrows was followed by same to Mr Caricature and Madame Personality, the latter of a rather unctuous flavour.
Back up for some computer time before 0830 rendezvous with Tony. Down the hall comes DOG and Old Goat: great, more platitudes but mercifully ...
... At the hotel spa, the cashier man huffed, ''finally!'' as I forked over the price of my visit to the hammam. It gain the flavor of irony when my crew and I were the ones who were made to wait a good hour in total at the airport customs checkpoint. The customs officer carried out his duty in what could be termed a leisurely or ponderous manner. He would beckon one individual to his post, peruse the necessary documents....and I'm not really sure what else ...