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Into the Desert

We clamber across Petra and Wadi Rum


Every year thousands of people flock into Jordan and swarm across the ruins of Petra, like so many ants searching for food. Unfortunately, many of these people enter the country for this one site, often crossing from Egypt or Israel, and are gone nearly as quickly as they arrived. They only catch the smallest glimpse of Jordan, but there is much more to this tiny desert nation than just the ruins of Petra. With an extensive network of national parks and some amazing natural sites, Jordan is a dream for travellers who love the outdoors. With a sturdy pair of hiking boots, we were ready to walk our way through Jordan.


We crossed into Jordan on the daily ferry from Egypt, a slow and cumbersome affair, but safer than braving the Egyptian long distance bus network. After a night in the port town of Aqaba, we caught a taxi to Wadi Rum National Park. Wadi Rum was immortalised by T. E. Lawrance (a.k.a Lawrence of Arabia) in his book 'Seven Pillars of Wisdom'. The desert landscape of the park provided the setting for the Arab struggle against the Ottoman Turks during the First World War. Nowadays, Wadi Rum is inhabited by a small community of Bedouins, caretakers and tour guides of the vast wilderness. The vast expanse of Wadi Rum feels far removed from the modern world. The sands of the desert roll on in all directions, far beyond the borders of the national park and out into Saudi Arabia. But what makes the area so spectacular are the rock formations, huge sandstone monoliths, rising steeply out of the yellow sand. Carved by the wind and rain, the steep rock cliffs resemble the hulls of giant ships, cutting through the sand sea. Our experience in Wadi Rum lasted for two days, sleeping at a Bedouin camp-site. The heat of the day only allowed a small window to explore the desert, climbing sand dunes and hiking through rock gorges. By 3pm we would arrive back at our camp and perch ourselves on a high rock ledge, enjoying the desert wind and some respite from the sun. As the sun set over the camp the desert sands were turned a vivid red. At night the oppressive heat of the day was quickly replaced by the cold chill of the cloudless night, the heat of the day almost forgotten. Such conditions would be truly formidable for any army, making the exploits of Lawrence and his companions all the more impressive. Although we only stayed in Wadi Rum for a couple of days, it felt more like weeks. The complete calm and silence of the desert seeps into your body, slowing you down until you are almost as laid back as the Bedouins who call the desert home.


One of the great things about visiting Jordan is the country's small size. Travelling from one side of the country to the other takes only a few hours. From Wadi Rum, it took us only an hour and a half to reach our next destination, Wadi Musa, the staging point for the ancient city of Petra. Although the countries surrounding the Mediterranean have no shortage of ancient remains, the extensive ruins of Petra are something completely different. The city was an ancient trading hub, run by the Nabataeans. With few written records remaining, not a great deal is known of these ancient people, but what is sure is that they were magnificent architects. The famous entrance to the city is through the narrow winding valley of 'The Siq'. Once the path of the Wadi Musa river, the Nebateans diverted the river to run in narrow channels along the walls of the valley. 'The Siq' continues on for a kilometre, twisting and turning but always heading downwards. Then suddenly, as you turn another corner, you catch your first sight of the city through the narrow walls of the canyon. The first building at the end of the Siq, and probably the most recognisable building in Petra, is 'The Treasury'. Although the name brings to mind towering piles of gold (locals once believed the Nabataean king hid treasure in the carved urn atop the structure) 'The Treasury' is actually a tomb. The building is immense, carved in beautiful shades of red and white. Of course 'The Treasury' is only the tip of the iceberg. Walking further into the city every cliff is carved with a tomb, reaching far up into the hills on all sides. Every valley, every hill and every staircase leads you to a new discovery, a tomb or temple thousands of years old. We took the time to explore the city thoroughly, devoting three full days. We hiked the 800 steps to the magnificent 'Monastery', and climbed over the cliffs to visit the deserted 'Soldier's Tomb'. Still, no matter how far we walked, in the distance we could see more and more tombs. The city seems to stretch on forever into the desert. Gazing down across the ruins from atop the surrounding hills it is hard to comprehend just how immense this great city might have been in its heydey. Now there is nothing left but mysteries.

Exploring the expanses of Petra provides an incredible glimpse into the history of the Mediterranean area. Although the ruins of the ancient Romans and Greeks are well known, the area has been inhabited for so long that nations such as the Nabataeans can leave behind immense cities and yet still remain in relative obscurity. We continued our journey, heading north, to explore the rest of what Jordan had to offer.

Some observations from Southern Jordan:

1. Spend 3 days in Petra, you won't regret it!

2. You don't need a donkey to get you up all those steps, you can do it!

3. Just because you don't see animals in the desert, doesn't mean they're not there.

Next stop...Northern Jordan

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Diving Dahab

We kick up our feet (or fins) for a week of Red Sea diving


To many travellers, Egypt conjures up an image of deserts and temples; dry, desolate and ancient. But once you hit the Red Sea this image vanishes. The Red Sea boasts some of the worlds greatest diving, with parched, lifeless desert giving way to bountiful marine life. Swathes of coral grow just off the shore, encircled by massive schools of multicoloured fish. With this natural treasure trove, the Red Sea coast is a growing destination for travellers of a more aquatic variety. Whilst the towns of Sharm El Sheik and Hurghada have become characterless, overdeveloped resort complexes, some areas have still managed to keep the laid back charm that often comes with a diving hotspot. For us, this place was Dahab.

Dahab feels so far removed from the rest of Egypt that it could almost be a different country. Gone is the religious conservatism of the rest of Egypt, and gone too is the chaos and bustle of the big cities. In Dahab you come to do two things; dive and chill. With diving an uncommon pastime in Egypt, many of the residents and visitors to Dahab are foreigners, giving the town a strange feel; the Arab world meets European Bohemia. Simple restaurants line the bay as far as the eye can see, and as you eat your food you can watch the procession of people wading in or out of the water sporting their SCUBA gear. Days in Dahab slowly melt together until you lose track of time completely, an island of calm in Egypt's chaos.

The Blue Hole

The Blue Hole

Watery graves

Watery graves

We weren't in Dahab just to observe though, we had an enticing week of diving planned, which we had been looking forward to ever since we arrived in Egypt. Without an underwater camera, and without a desire to simply list the dive sites we visited, this blog post will be a little simple. Then again, with the simple nature of Dahab this seems only fitting. If we were going to pick one highlight from our week of diving though, it would have to be our excursion to the Blue Hole and Canyon. Reaching 130m deep, the Blue Hole is mecca for deep and free divers alike. It also has the rather dubious honour of being the world's most dangerous dive site, with trained TEC divers and reckless amateurs perishing in its watery depths. With this aside, the site makes for a fabulous dive. The Canyon, just down the road from the Blue Hole, doesn't hold quiet the same dangers but is no less impressive. Diving down to 30 meters under water, you squeeze through a small crevice and enter into an underwater canyon system leading into the open ocean. Exploring inside The Canyon feels exhilarating, like you're flying through a cave.

Although the Blue Hole and Canyon were some of our most memorable dives, they were just two of the amazing sites we visited in our week. When we left Dahab we had clocked up almost 8 hours underwater, over 10 dives, reaching as deep as 30m underwater. Our time out of the water topped it all off. We probably had our most relaxed week of travelling to date. There's not much more I can write about Dahab. If you dive, you must go to Dahab. If you don't, go to Dahab and learn!

Some observations from Dahab:

1. Nudibranchs

2. Octopus

3. Lion fish

Next stop...Jordan

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Totally Ruined

Exploring the Upper Nile

Sunset over the Nile

Sunset over the Nile

In the grand scheme of things, the Egyptians were fairly competent builders. Not many ancient civilisations are able to match the sheer size and number of monuments constructed by the peoples of the Nile over a 3,000 year period. Although the Pyramids in Cairo are a good glimpse into the Egyptian's engineering prowess, you need to head south before you can fully immerse yourself in the wonders of the Egyptian empire. Most tourists head to the ancient capital of Thebes (modern day Luxor), but we set our sights first on the town of Aswan. Our sleeper train arrived in Aswan early in the morning, and we were able to settle in to our hotel and take a walk along the Nile. The Nile in Aswan is like the river we had imagined, with banks of long reeds and fellucas criss crossing the water. But we were not simply in Aswan to gaze across the river, we had bigger things in mind.


In the 1960's the town of Aswan was the site of the ambitious Aswan Dam project. As is often the case with dams, a number of buildings faced the reality of complete submersion. In this case however, the buildings in question were thousand year old temples. Fortunately, these temples were able to be moved from the path of the flood waters and now sit high and dry, out of place but no less magnificent. Our destination on this trip was the massive temple of Abu Simbel. Moved piece by piece over 60 meters higher and 200 meters back from its original location and reconstructed on an artificial hill out in the desert the temple now sits looking out over the lake which would have covered it for good. The temple was built by Ramesses II, one of the greatest Pharaohs of Egypt. Prolific in all things (he reigned for 67 years, fathered over 100 children and oversaw the construction of some of Egypt's most impressive temples), he was not one to do things by halves, and at Abu Simbel this is more than obvious. The entrance to the temple is guarded by four 20m high statues of the Pharaoh himself, gazing benevolently down upon you. Once inside, the walls are carved with murals showing Ramesses II in all his glory, smiting his enemies and driving them from the battlefield. It's no wonder that the Pharaohs were so revered and feared.


The size of modern Egypt makes any inter-city trip a substantial endeavour. To get between Aswan and Luxor, one must travel 180km down river. To complicate matters further, the Egyptian 'tourist police' only permit tourists to travel on specific modes of transport. With time up our sleeves we chose the more relaxing option, a multi-day cruise down the Nile. In Aswan a plethora of cruise ships line the shores of the river, making round trips from Luxor to Aswan and back. We picked out a ship from amongst the crowd and went aboard to inspect. With a bit of sweet talking, we were able to land ourselves a two night trip up the Nile for a more than reasonable price. Cruising the Nile was nothing short of fantastic, and gave us a glimpse into the life of Egyptian people outside the regular tourist sites. As our ship cut through the slow moving waters of the great river, we were able to watch local farmers tending their cattle and tilling their fields. The views were enthralling, the food was great (especially after months of boiled egg and bread for breakfast), and we had excellent company as we ended up sharing the boat with some travellers we had met on our trip to Abu Simbel!


Although relaxing and sunning ourselves along the Nile was great, the highlight of the cruise was undoubtedly our visit to the Temple of Horus, at Edfu. A Ptolomeic temple (built by the Greek dynasty of Pharaohs), it is one of the best preserved temples in Egypt. The temple entrance is awe inspiring. Walking inside the temple you are surrounded by a forest of towering pillars, supporting a roof covered in beautiful hieroglyphs, many still sporting remnants of their original colours. Best of all, most of the people on the boat decided not to visit the temple, 6:30am was too early for them I guess, so we had the temple almost completely to ourselves! We both agree that it was the most impressive temple of our trip to Egypt.


After two days of river relaxation we disembarked from our ship in Luxor, refreshed and ready for what lay ahead. We had heard stories of Luxor on our travels. Rumours and dark tales of the hassling that we could expect in the town. Some claimed it was the worst hassling in the whole of Egypt, some even the worst in the world. We thought we were prepared, but we weren't. You can't walk 5 meters in Luxor without attracting some kind of attention. Whether they want you to come into their taxi, their store, their restaurant, or ride in the ever present horse and carriage, the hassle never stops. To make matters worse, it almost feels as though every person on the street has learnt from the same English phrasebook, firing off one liners which are funny until you've heard them for the 100th time! "Walk like an Egyptian!". "Australia! Kangaroo! Kangaroo!". Walking outside your hotel you feel like fresh meat cast into a lion's den. Everybody wants a piece.


But, once you can see past the touts and the taxi drivers, Luxor has an abundance of amazing ancient sites to explore. At the top of the list is the Valley of the Kings, the burial site of some of Egypt's most famous rulers, including Tutankhamen and Ramesses II. Only a few tombs are opened at one time (and your ticket will only get you into three of them. Choose wisely!), but those which we saw were stunning. The roofs of the chambers are painted blue to mimic the night sky, speckled with yellow to represent the stars, and the walls are plastered with pictures still in their original yellows, reds and blues. Visiting Tutankhamen's tomb was particularly interesting, to be able to see the tiny burial room where the huge cache of treasures was uncovered. On the other side of the Nile to the Valley of the Kings lies the Temple of Karnak, considered one of the largest temple complexes in the world. Like most attractions in Egypt the temple is swarmed by tourist as the day wears on (even with the tourists numbers down), so we decided to get in early. We walked through Luxor towards the temple at 5:30 in the morning, even too early for the taxi drivers to be out hassling us, arriving just in time for the opening. Once we arrived, we realised the early start was all worth it. We were able to wander the grounds of the temple by ourselves, marvelling at the Hypostyle hall filled with 134 columns, and the grand entrance promenade lined with sphinxes. Although Karnak is not as well preserved as other temples we had seen (such as that at Edfu), the sheer size of the complex was amazing. The temple was added to continuously across the reign of many Pharaohs, who constructed pools, temples and obelisks across the complex. We left the temple just as the tour groups were starting to arrive, we timed it perfectly!

Despite the amazing sights surrounding the town, we were quite relieved to leave Luxor. After awhile even the most hardened traveller gets worn down by the constant harassment, and you get to a point where you just want to hide inside your hotel and not come out! We had a nice dinner with James and Sumi, our friends from the cruise, before we left. As we were saying goodbye they were apprehended by an enterprising carriage driver. It was a fitting way to say goodbye to Luxor.

Some observations from the Upper Nile:

1. Sometimes it's worth just taking a carriage ride, it'll give you a bit of peace a quiet!

2. Don't believe when somebody tells you a place is closed. Always check for yourself.

3. Harden your emotions. People will do anything to pull at your heart strings.

Next stop...Dahab

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Anarchy and the Pyramids

Our time in Cairo


“May 2nd, 2012 – 5 people are killed in the Abbisaya district of Cairo as protests against the military council continue.” We watched the news anxiously in our Tunis hotel room, 4 hours before we were scheduled to leave for Cairo. With little chance to change our flight, and with our hearts set on exploring Egypt, we boarded our plane in Tunis with bated breath. For all we knew we were entering an active war zone. The plane flight was normal, and we arrived in Cairo airport with little hassle. We were met at the airport by the driver we had organised, who drove us through swerving, veering and honking traffic to our hostel. Where was the fighting? The rioting? The military blockades or rows of armed soldiers? In reality, Cairo is a city of almost 20 million people (only 2 million less than the whole of Australia!) sprawled along the banks of the Nile. Despite the incidents reported in the Western media, most people in Cairo continue about their daily lives. Although we were still on our guard (after all, our hostel was walking distance from Tahrir Square), our worst fears had not been realised. Cairo itself is a chaotic city, pulsating with life at every turn. The snarl of traffic and the smell of fumes is constant. The streets are lined with stately buildings, remnants of French and English colonialism, but with their facades blackened by car fumes and falling into a state of disrepair. At times it feels as though nobody is really in control of the city, and you can really see how it could descend into the violence seen on the news. Cairo is in a constant state of anarchy already.


The next morning, with our total number of riots encountered still at zero, we decided to get our Egyptian sightseeing under way. No visit to Cairo would be complete without a visit to see the Pyramids. Of course 'The Pyramids' which everybody knows are only a few of the hundred odd pyramids dotted around Egypt. With an appetite for some Egyptology, we decided to hire a driver and extend our pyramid experience beyond the generic. We started our tour at the 'Step Pyramid' at Saqqara, the oldest pyramid in Egypt. As we explored the site, we got a glimpse of the effect that the Egyptian revolution has had on the local tourist industry. The area was mostly deserted (pardon the pun), with only a few small groups of tourists wandering around the site. Usually, the area would be packed. Following Saqqara, we continued our pyramid day in chronological order to see the 'Red Pyramid' at Dahshur, the first true pyramid ever built (no steps here). Aside from the impressive structure itself, the 'Red Pyramid' is also one of the best sites to explore inside a pyramid. After climbing almost half-way up the pyramid, we entered a small tunnel leading into the side of the monumental structure. The tunnel sloped down, tight and claustrophobic, 60 meters inside, until finally we were standing in the middle of the pyramid. The chambers inside are huge, reaching high into the pyramid. It's easy to imagine these rooms being filled with treasures. Following on from the site of Dahshur we finally set our sights towards the Pyramids of Giza, site of the Sphinx and probably three of the most photographed structures around! Of course, there is a good reason why these pyramids are so famous. The exact means of their construction is still a matter of debate, but what is sure is that they are huge. In fact, the largest pyramid (The Pyramid of Khufu), was the tallest free-standing building on the planet for almost 4,000 years, until 1311 AD when it was replaced by an English church! The pyramid project employed around 10,000 people at any one time, a feat of manpower which was never replicated in Egyptian history. It's staggering to consider that these structures were built with only the simplest of technologies, and yet still stand as some of the greatest buildings ever constructed. Truly an amazing feat of engineering.


With such a wealth of history Cairo is not short of pieces to fill a museum, and the museum of choice is the Egyptian Museum. To say the place is overwhelming is an understatement. With two floors of Egyptian paraphernalia shoved in every nook and cranny there would have to be tens of thousands of pieces on display! An attempt has been made to order the collection, which is now in vaguely chronological order, but sifting through the whole collection is still a monumental task. The pride and joy of the museum is the Tutankhamen exhibit, from the tomb of the world famous, yet relatively unimportant boy Pharaoh (he was only 19 at his death). Although his stint as Pharaoh was short lived, he gained fame in the 1920's when his tomb was discovered in near perfect condition, treasures and all. Although much of the King Tut collection does travel from time to time (we actually saw most of it in Melbourne) the solid gold death mask remains in the museum, a truly magnificent object and a reflection of the wealth of the Pharaohs. Of course, you don't have a death mask without a mummy, and the museum has those too. The mummy rooms, hidden amongst the hundreds of sarcophagi and statues, are rather austere; filled with glass cases each housing the body of a long dead Pharaoh. Staring down at the body of a person who ruled over an empire thousands of years in the past is a surreal feeling, especially when you can still see much of their hair and fingernails! Much of the ceremony and grandeur surrounding the death of a Pharaoh was designed, amongst other things, to write their names into history for eternity. These small, shrivelled corpses still inspire a sense of awe, much as they would have when alive. With people coming from all around the world to see their bodies and admire their constructions, it would be safe to say that the Pharaohs have achieved a piece of immortality.

Although Cairo has more to offer, we decided that our fortunes lay outside the capital. We never once felt in danger as we walked the streets of the capital, but we couldn't help but feel that the situation could change at any moment. We set our sights south, towards some of the most impressive remnants of the Egyptian empire. We booked a ticket on the overnight sleeper train to Aswan. On our last day, we encountered our first (peaceful) street protest, a sign that things are still not quite right just yet.

Some observations from Cairo:

1. No matter where else you've been before, crossing the road in Cairo is a hair raising experience.

2. People will spin you the most elaborate tales just to get you into their shop.

3. You will be offered multiple camel rides at the Pyramids. Sometimes it's fun to count how many times you have to say no!

Next stop...Aswan and Luxor

P.S: At the time of writing Egypt seems to have descended, once again, into the depths of revolutionary fervour. The weak sentencing of Mubarak's sons, the dissolution of parliament and the contentious election results have been a real set back to the people's aspiration for uncorrupted democracy. We've watched these events with a real sense of frustration and sadness. We met so many ordinary Egyptians who were really struggling with the drop in tourism, and just wanted things to go back to normal. Sadly it seems that time is still far away.

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Viva la revolution

We follow the Arab Spring to Tunis

Looking down from Byrsa hill

Looking down from Byrsa hill

Although we had flown into Tunis-Carthage airport, it took us nearly 2 weeks to finally visit and explore the fantastic Tunisian capital. Tunis is a modern, thriving metropolis with a vibrant character, and we were keen to explore!

Grande Hotel de France

Grande Hotel de France

Organising accommodation in Tunis presented an unexpected challenge for us before we had even arrived in the city. Unlike the other major cities we had visited so far, no hostels were listed online. Even travel forums were sparse with information. Probably a good reflection of where Tunis falls on the tourist trail. With Lonely Planet our only real piece of advice (I guess that's what it was like before the internet!), we took a punt on the Grande Hotel de France. As it turns out, so had everybody else! The hotel, with spacious, old fashioned rooms, felt more like a backpackers meet and greet venue than a random hotel in the middle of the city. The fantastic location and friendly staff capped it off. It was a good start to the city.

Doors within doors

Doors within doors

French architecture

French architecture

Right next to our hotel lay the UNESCO listed Tunis medina. With a bit of medina experience already (Who am I kidding?! We're experts now!), we were keen to see how Tunis stacked up. The uninitiated among you might assume that once you have seen one medina you've seen them all, but this could not be further from the truth. Being the oldest medina we had visited (some of the buildings date back to the 7th century) Tunis' medina had a sophistication which had been sorely lacking in our previous medina experiences. The winding cobblestone alleyways were dotted with beautiful mosques, including the impressive Great Mosque. Ornate wooden doors were seen at every curve. Of course you can't escape the salesmen, selling everything from souvenier t-shirts to bronze bowls, but the selling was soft at best, making the walk much more relaxing. If you can't guess yet, Tunis medina was easily my favourite (so far at least), and wandering the streets was exciting and fun. As we exited the old city we were confronted with a rather serious looking blockade, barbed wire, armed men and police all around. We discovered later that the head of the Palestinian authority, Mahmoud Abbas, was visiting Tunis that week, and we had managed to stumble upon the offices of parliament! It was an interesting situation, and a sign that perhaps Tunisia is truly functioning as a state once again. The victims of the Arab Spring may not have died in vain.

Beautiful mosaics

Beautiful mosaics

Under construction

Under construction

Scattered with Roman and Phoenician ruins, Tunisia has a wealth of history at her fingertips. Much of these treasures come in the form of mosaics, which have been salvaged from archeological sites all around the country and compiled in the magnificent Bardo Museum in the heart of Tunis. Many of the mosaics have been recovered or restored to near perfect condition, and they are displayed on every wall of the museum, some towering up over two stories! The fine detail and intricacy of these ancient pieces of art is breathtaking. The museum itself is housed in a 13th century palace. Unfortunately, due to current extensions to the museum, the most beautiful areas of the building were closed off during our visit. Or so we thought. As we wandered through the new (and rather bland) section of the museum, a guard waved for us to come through a closed door. We followed conspiratorially, and were let into the entrance hall of the old building, palatial and magnificent. We followed along, through the music room and the room for the Caliphs harem. We were wowed by the beautiful decorations, even if much of it was covered in plastic wrap! Finally, we were led back out into the new section of the building, with the large tour groups crowding the museum none the wiser.

The ancient port of Carthage

The ancient port of Carthage

Celebrating recent history

Celebrating recent history

Our final event in Tunis was a visit to the ruins of Carthage, the famous Phoenician city of antiquity. Once a rival to Rome, Carthage was defeated over the course of three wars, and eventually razed to the ground by her Roman conquerors. The Romans subsequently built their own city on the site, but it too was razed by the marauding Vandals. Since then the Byzantinians and Arabs have also attempted to build on the site, with little success. Always wanting to have the last word, Tunisia's French colonisers plonked a gaudy gothic church on the site, which now sits amongst the ruins. Although the city of Tunis was not originally built on Carthage, it has slowly expanded northwards to surround the ruins. Nowadays, Carthage has become the most expensive suburb in the whole country. The site of the great city, once so prized by the ancient empires, is once again hot property. We began our journey at the old port. In ancient times this housed the source of Carthage's power, her navy. Now the port is surrounded by luxurious town houses. Although the ruins themselves aren't the most intact, you can still get an idea of the size and scale of the ancient harbour. We continued from the port up Byrsa hill, to the site of the city itself. Like the port, not much remains, but the view is absolutely jaw-dropping! From the hill we could see back across Tunis and all the way out to Cap Bon. You can see how such a commanding view would have been prized. Interestingly, much of Carthage and her surrounds is still being excavated. Every year, teams from major universities around the world arrive in Tunis for archaeological expeditions. As a local guide told us, “In Tunisia when you dig you don't find oil, you find history!”. Carthage is testament to this point!

Tunis marked the last stop of our Tunisia expedition, and we were sad to leave. We had arrived with no idea what to expect, and yet we left with a long list of recommendation and an even longer to-do list! The people were delightfully friendly, the food was great and the sites, from beaches to ruins to desert, were diverse and delightful. From our experience, Tunisia really represents a hidden gem off the usual tourist circuit. Tunis itself showed us a side of North Africa that we hadn't yet encountered. A buzzing, vibrant and modern metropolis. A real jewel in the already shining crown of Tunisia, and a great way to end our visit.

Some observations from Tunis:­

1. Try to remember you're in North Africa and not Europe, even as you pass the fashionable young Tunisians exiting Zara.

2. From ancient mosques to dilapidated French colonial buildings, Tunis has some stunning architecture.

3. Try the sweets! They are amazing!!

Next stop...Cairo

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