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Change of perspective

pict3923 300x225 Change of perspective

Okay, so things have improved immensely in both the world and my mood since the last post. After that harrowing car ride from the airport to the hotel, I was pretty sure that I was going to barricade myself in the bathroom, make friends with the tub, and pray to Allah, Jesus, and a few malevolent Norse gods in return for the ability to ride out the remainder of our time here undisturbed.

Turns out I was just tired, scared, and bitchy. Becca forced me to wake up and we spent the afternoon walking through the souq (marketplace) in the madina (old city). It was absolutely thrilling and my head is still spinning from sensory overload. We’ve got quite a few pictures and several videos to post, but most of those will have to wait.

Tunis Souq

Now it is time to eat.

Also, I realized that I had commenting abilities restricted to the point of uselessness. I’ve fixed this and now anyone should be able to comment on any post. You don’t have to log in or have a username or any of that silliness. It would be swell to hear from anyone back home, if anyone has a minute.


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  1. Auntie Patty says:

    Hi Becca,
    Sounds like you guys are having a blast. I can’t believe your in Africa! I just found out about your picassa and it’s a great site. The pictures that you downloaded are amazing. It’s amazing how you can be so close and yet so far…….How wonderful, have fun and I really do want to meet this boyfriend of yours! Love Aunt Patty

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