And also this vacation has come to an end. Our last few days have been quite demanding. We drove from Tozeur to Tunis, the capital. Unlike the way to Djerba, this 6 and a half hour drive took us through an enjoyable landscape, lush with cacti, pomegranates, olive trees, fiery peppers, and several towns.
Peppers hanging at a market stall
We checked in at the Barcelo Resort Hotel, right on Lake Tunis, in a beautiful area of town. While we rested on the first day there, the following day we explored the remains of ancient Carthage and took in its history, and the city views from this viewpoint.
Fishing on Lake Tunis
City view from old Carthage
French cathedral built in the early 1800s
The afternoon was dedicated to checking out the city’s old town, the medina, its markets, its chaos, its food, the scents, the cats. There would be so much more to see in Tunis, like the area called Sidi Bou Said, with its white buildings and deep blue décor, or the wide, elegant, colonial style boulevards, but one cannot possibly do it all, so we must content ourselves with the opportunities we’ve had.
We’ve discovered a new country, with its amiable people, its food alive with flavors, from the desert to the sea, with much in between.
In the Medina
But the time eventually came for us to get on the big bird back to Milan, where we spent the night in a lovely hotel with a beautiful park. The next morning, we were shuttled elegantly, in a Mercedes limo to Milan’s second airport, Linate, where the Air France plane that would take us to Paris awaited us, and, after a three hour stopover, it was on to Boston. We are now home, happy to see Gianna and our baby bunny Bob, with yet new memories. Genova, Tuscany, Sampdoria, the Tunisian island of Djerba, the sands of the Sahara, the hubbub of Tunis. Life is still worth living and discovering.
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