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2016 Mar by Carlos Aniés
Tunez 2016 |
2009 Oct by Veikko Huhtala*
My first visit to Tunisia happened in 1986 and I was travelling alone. I had Aeroflot flight to Tripoli and from there Air Malta flight to Valletta and finally Tunis Air flight to Tunis.|
Unfortunately my travel agency made big mistake for flight between Moscow and Tripoli. They sold me ticket for the day, when there was not flight at all! So I had to stay in Moscow two extra days and therefore I lost my Malta and Tunisia flights as well. In Tripoli I had to arrange my flight to Valletta again. This took a lot of time and I had to stay at Tripoli Airport about 30 hours.
But I came to Tunis anyway and stayed couple days, before I booked train to Alger. But this is other story.
In 2009 Oili and I paid one week charter fight to Monastir. During this trip we also made a day trip to Sahara Desert. Tunisia is not bad place for tourists and there is almost everything what anybody needs.
2006 Aug by Leopold Kleedorfer
Had a "travel office guided tour in Tunisia". Everything was well planed and organised. Once we came very close to the sahara desert. |
2005 Dec by Michael Novins
December 2005 -- I based myself in Tunis where I stayed at the Carlton Hotel, established in 1926 (http://www.hotelcarltontunis.com/). I visited several UNESCO World Heritage Sites, including: the medina of Tunis, probably the friendliest bazaar I have visited; the amphitheatre of El Jem, which I visited by train from Tunis; the Roman ruins of Dougga, which I visited by louage (shared taxi) from Tunis to Tebersouk, the nearest town; the medina of Sousse, which I visited on my return from El Jem to Tunis; and Carthage, more fascinating in name than reality, but a stunning seaside location. |
2004 Sep by Franklin Murillo
Our flight from Palermo to Tunis went without any problems. On arrival at the Tunis airport everything was fine until it started raining.|
We were in a taxi going to our resort hotel Sheraton Hammamet. This was no ordinary rain, it rained so hard that the streets and highways started flooding and our taxi driver did not want to continue. He dropped us off at the Tunis train station and we waited around like everyone else. No taxis no trains nothing was available and moving, we waited 8 hours here. I called my friend Walid who lives here in Tunis and asked him to pick us up and take us to the Sheraton hotel in Hammamet. We went into the city after the waters resided and we ate and drank at a sidewalk cafe. Later that evening a taxi finally got us to the hotel. We enjoyed Hammamet, Sousse, Carthage and Sidi Bou Said with all its blue doors. We spent a total of 5 days here, cant wait to go back someday. We flew out of Tunis on TunisAir to Nice France.
2000 Sep by Felix A. Keller
Just a short holiday to Tunis, Hammamet and some Golf on the La Soukra Course in Carthage. |
1999 Dec by Jorge Sanchez
Tunisia is a very friendly country. While in Morocco everybody wants to be your guide to get commission in the shops you buy, in Tunisia nobody will bother you.
Not far from the capital you have Carthage, wich ruins are, unfortunately, not very well preserved, but still are worth a visit.
The troglodyte village of Matmata
One of the most original visits that I made during my two weeks stay in Tunisia in the year 1984 was to the troglodyte village of Matmata.
I reached that unique place hitchhiking, visiting on the way Sousse, Sfax, Gabes and the Isle of Djerba (which is united to the African continent by a bridge), where I slept on the beaches.
At the beginning I thought that Matmata was an uninhabited village because I did not see anybody in the streets. Then, when I walked further I saw holes and inside there were hens. Then I realized that people lived underground, like troglodytes!
Curious, I descended to some of those holes and the locals, surprised, smiled at me, and more than once invited me to drink tea and eat sweets made with honey.
After a few hours visiting around the holes and making friends I left to the border with Algeria, to Naftah, via the Oasis of Tozeur.
Unsuccessful attempt to cross Algeria by train
I was travelling around the world during almost 3 years, so far, and wished to go back home to Barcelona, in my dear Spain.
I used to hitchhike. In Tunisia people were lovely, and managed to visit the most important Tunisian places during two weeks without spending much money thanks to their gentleness.
Now I planned to continue my journey overland to Morocco, hitchhiking, crossing Algeria then would catch a ferry from Melilla, or Ceuta, to Spain.
All my money left was about 100 US Dollars, just for food and the ticket of the ferry to Spain. I knew that at the border with Algeria visitors were required to change 250 US Dollars into Algerian Dinars at the official rate, in order to avoid the black market. I did not have that amount of money, but students were exempted, and I carried with me a fake student card that I had bought for 5 US Dollars two years earlier in Singapore, during that same journey.
Then somebody in Tunis (a street juice seller) advised me to reach the border with Algeria by train, since hitchhiking might be considered as an inappropriate way of travel, and I could be denied the entrance to Algeria.
Following this advice I hitchhiked half the way, in order to save money, and then took the train until the last Tunisian village, Tabarqah (also written Tabarka, where the Tunisian border was located.
When I presented my passport to the Tunisians Immigrations agents I was asked to show 250 US Dollars in order to let my proceed further, to the first Algerian village, where the Algerian Immigration agents would change me those 250 US Dollars for Algerian Dinars.
I replied that I was student, and immediately showed my student card. The agent had a look at it and returned it to me at once. He said that I was too old. The students should not surpass the 24 years old. And I was 29 years old (it was the year 1984).
I was sent back to Tunis. Fortunately I was not required to buy a train ticket.
In Tunis I entered a travel agency for students and, after the discount thanks to my student card, I paid 90 US Dollars for one way ticket to Casablanca, in Morocco.
Now I had left about 10 US Dollars to get from Casablanca to Spain.
The minaret of the Mosque of Uqba
I reached Kairouan hitchhiking, coming from the Oasis of Tozeur.
I was interested in visiting the Mosque of Uqba, considered the forth holiest for the Sunni Muslims, after Mecca, Median and Jerusalem. Besides, it is the oldest and most celebrated mosque in Tunisia and the north of Africa. It was built in the VII century.
For me that mosque was one of the most important places to visit in Tunisia, together with the ruins of Carthage.
The mosque was open and I could visit it without any restriction; even I could climb to its walls and towers.
I was so enthusiastically exploring that colossal mosque that soon became dark and I asked permission to the Muezzin to spend the night inside the mosque. He authorized me and even prepared tea for me. So I unfolded my sleeping bag under the minaret, which is the oldest in the world. I ate some dates that I had picked up in the morning in the Oasis of Tozeur, and slept placidly.
Before sunrise the Muezzin woke me up.
He then climbed to the top of the minaret to call for the first prayer, then he went down and the tea was ready. I had, meanwhile, prepared it. I invited him to share the dates from Tozeur and we had breakfast together.
After the breakfast I thanked him and left hitchhiking to Tunisia with the intention to cross to Algeria, then Morocco and finally my dear Spain, always overland, like the authentic travelers.
THE OASIS OF NEFTA
After visiting Matmata I headed hitchhiking to Tozeur. I had the intention to cross to Algeria and then Morocco and Spain.
That road was not very frequented and could not travel very far. When it became dark I looked for a place to spend the night in my sleeping bag, over the desert, when a military saw me, stopped his car and came to me asking what I was doing in that place. He was a sergeant. I explained him about my project to travel hitchhiking to Tozeur. He then invited me to the military barracks near to Tozeur.
I accepted grateful.
The next day, after having breakfast with the soldiers I continued my journey and soon reached Tozeur,
The journey was exotic; there were lakes on the road, on both sides.
From Tozeur I reached Nefta, a well known Sufis center. I had the intention to cross to Algeria, but the local people advised me that, being a foreigner, I could not cross to Algeria through that border near Nefta, but only through Tabarka, in the north.
Then in the Oasis of Nefta I saw hundreds of thousands of palm trees, I had never seen so many palm trees in my life. It was November, the perfect period when the dates ripe and were sweet and delicious.
I soon filled my bag with several kilos of dates to eat during my overland journey back to Spain.
The next day I headed hitchhiking northwards, with destination Tabarka. |