Our adventures in Tunisia were almost over. But we still had a couple of days before we flew home. So we went to the beachside city of Bizerte. Bizerte is the largest town on the north coast and although it’s been a major port since the Phoenicians, it has only slowly begun to accept tourism.
I love these “kitty fishermen”. I’m thinking a lot about cats lately because Tansy died a week ago. He was 16 years old and just faded away but I’m happy I took the picture of him for this blog because that was the last picture I have of him.
Bill and I strolled along this old port and then choose one of the outdoor cafes to have dinner the first night we were there. The next day we wandered through the medina or Ville Arabe (Arab Town).
We left the medina and headed back along the old port that’s surrounded by shops and cafes and dotted with fishing boats.
Boys were having a mock fight in paddle boats and girls were watching.
The French held on to Bizerte and its strategic naval base until 1963 even though Tunisia became independent in 1956. In the Ville Nouvelle (New City) there’s French architecture and modern shops like Monoprix, a French supermarket chain.
On one building you can see a faint painted sign pointing the way to an “abri-public” (bomb shelter) that dates from the Nazi occupation. The local authorities who collaborated with the Nazis painted it so French civilians could find shelter from Allied bombers.
Close by is the Place Bouchacha now the center of a vast market where locals come to find both edibles and durables.
On our last evening in Tunisia, we had dinner at “La Phenicien” , an upscale seafood restaurant that’s supposed to look like a Phoenician warship! Dinner was great. Then we walked back to our hotel along the beachfront promenade.
“Tunisia is First 2008!”
It was time to leave and our adventures in Tunisia were over. But on the flight home I couldn’t help thinking about next summer. Maybe Kenya and Tanzania? There are always more adventures ahead!