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Back On Familiar Turf
... Tunis Youth Hostel in La Marsa. We are ‘staying with’ Kaithe and Ted (ex-colleagues) here (they are in their camper van and we are in a room in the hostel) for a couple of days before sailing to France. We spent a relaxing day swimming in the sea and going to the British Council office to catch up with old friends. We're now rested up and ready to take on France!
We’ll write again once we’ve been in France for a ...
2.01 - Tunis, Tunisia
... the youngest people there by a good 20 years. And, yes, what I’d feared was true: old Euro men wear Speedos. The highlight of this little journey was a dune buggy trip through the island’s interior with the aforementioned Frenchie couple, full of sand and shrubs and cacti and a whole lot of nothingness. It was a nice break from big, old cities. And it smells a lot better than a medina. Note about the fort in the picture: this is right on the coast, ...
Come with me to the Kasbah
... ever.
Following independence from France in 1956, President Habib Bourguiba established a strict one-party state. He dominated the country for 31 years, repressing Islamic fundamentalism and establishing rights for women unmatched by any other Arab nation. In 1987, Bourguiba was removed from office and replaced by Zine el Abidine Ben Ali in a bloodless coup. Ben Ali is currently serving his fifth consecutive five-year term as president.
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Trouble at the port – does Tunisia want us?
... We checked into the hotel (very good location and clean and nice – LP had not let us down) and headed off to the medina for that rush of North African atmosphere that only the souks can give you. We wandered around looking at all the colourful handicrafts, marvelling at the beautiful carpets smelling the exotic spices and perfumes. We made a couple of small purchases and decided that it was time to head back to the hotel. The medina is an easy ...
France vs. Africa
... everything, but felt rather strange. At least on the French boulevards of Morocco it still felt like Africa, but here it was altogether more confusing. This wasn't helped by the giant Big Ben esque clock standing in the centre of a roundabout further up the avenue. Surprisingly then, the Avenue de France ...


