Well, I’m currently at the airport about to bid farewell to Tunisia. I ended up really enjoying it here—probably mostly due to Soumaya’s family, who are so wonderful—Tunisia seemed to have amny of the aspects that I lived in Morocco—the hospitality, the sun, the ocean, the beautiful architecture, the relaxed lifestyle—but wasn’t so exhausting (so much less harassment). I’m actually plotting my return—I even found an internship…
Tunisian airport security was a really funny joke—I got to the bag scan and began to take my computer out of my bag, when the man told me not to. I then started to take off my scarf and coat, but he told me not to do that either. I walked through with a camera and all sorts of change in my pockets, so of course it beeped, but as I pulled my camera out and got ready to go back, the man just waved me through. He seemed confused and I wanted to tell him about security in the US (I even could have done it in Arabic).
There are orange trees all over Sidi Bou, but they aren’t normal oranges, they’re decorative ones. However, Soumaya insisted that I pick one and try it, and it was actually quite tasty (this comes from someone who eats lemons, though). VERY sour, but I enjoyed it.
On Saturday evening, I went with Soumaya, her mom, her brother and her fiancé to a town called Hammamet. This town is a popular tourist destination, as we drove in, I wondered if I had landed in Disneyland—what I saw out the car window reminded me of epcot: a newly constructed medina, palm trees, fake elephants… (you can’t even find elephants in Tunisia, but they were used by Hannibal, who came from Carthage, to attack Rome. Don’t quote me on any of that, but I think that’s more or less how it went…
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