Saturday, August 7, 2010
What Doha Is Like... Somewhat
Monday, June 21, 2010
(6/7/10) Day 16: Back to Tunis!!
Wednesday, June 16, 2010
(6/6/10) Day 15: 2nd Excursion, Relaxation Day!!
Wednesday, June 9, 2010
(6/5/10) Day 14 : Excursion to the North...
Anyways, we boarded the bus when it got here and took off for our first stop. An Roman archeological site named Dougga. The bus ride this time was characterized not by the mountains like before, but by characteristics very similar to our Midwest. Rolling hills covered in that golden color that is broken up every so often by an old colonial farmhouse that is now inhabited by modern Tunisians. The buildings are kind of a neat pictures into what life was like here "back in the day"... After a little while we arrived in a little village and the words of our trip leader Dr. Ayari came to mind. He mentioned how this part (the North) of Tunisia never was industrialized all that much. It was obvious. Wheat fields were everywhere and we passed tractor after tractor trudging along the side of the road (yes you John Deere fans out there... There were a few...) In some of the villages, some of the buildings were similar to those you'd find in old westerns (the ones found in the Mexican towns). It's like you're rolling across the Wild West in parts!! Haha!!
Shortly after writing that... I fell asleep... haha!! The 5 o'clock wake up got to me I guess!! Anyways, when I woke up we were pulling into the Dougga Archeological Park. Now I've been to my share of Roman archeological sites, and while this one showed the usual sites... The temple, bathhouses, etc., this one was neat because the basic structure from pretty much the entire town was still intact to some degree!!! There were tunnels to walk in, columns to climb, ruins to explore, all that sort of good stuff! We started at the amphitheater and moved throughout the site, initially I was kind of bummed because they had us moving as a "tour group", but a few of us kinda managed to sneak off and do some exploring of our own. It really was pretty neat!!. It was just fun wandering around picturing the Roman town alive and wondering what it would look like should all the buildings still be standing as they did two millennium ago. Just like Takrouna had (except maybe not as awe-inspiring)a good view, Dougga had a pretty neat view as well... There was a mausoleum that jutted out over a few trees that seemed to remind me of Ankor Wat a little bit... Not to be forgotten either was the ever constant cool breeze that is present here in Tunisia... Honestly, if there was one thing I could take back to the States from here it would be the breeze... haha!!
Tunisia really has some pretty neat ruins, whether they be Roman or Arab, and for history buffs like myself, it's been a real great pleasure checking them out!! After grabbing a Nestle Crunch bar (and dawggone did it taste good after all that time in the sun) we boarded the bus for our next stop... Lunch somewhere in a city named "Le Kef". This place is situated on top of a pretty neat hill that offers it a nice view of the valley. We stopped to eat at a little place called Bon Maklouf a nice little restaurant that offered food that was pretty good!! (Along with some pretty thug rap music coming from behind the kitchen.)
I decided to get this fish dish that was EXTREMELY good, (even though Le Kef is nowhere even close to the ocean... funny that...) but I WILL say that their French Fries need a little bit of work. Mostly in the crispiness department... But in their defense, it IS hard to beat American french fries. Après eating lunch, we rolled into Tabarka and checked into the hotel Mimosas...
Monday, June 7, 2010
(5/31/2010 - 6/4/2010) Week 2
Sunday, June 6, 2010
(5/30/2010) Day 8: The Second Day
مساء الكخير ladies and gentlemen!!! Today I come to y'all with day 8 of my Tunisian trip, (a few days behind... But I seem to be having a lot of trouble keeping on track when I've been having so much fun here... ahaha!!) and my goodness, it's been a full week since we've arrived here. Looking back, it's so funny how I, at this time last week, was worried / not entirely happy to be leaving the fun back in the States behind. Well ladies and gentlemen, it's safe to say that is completely behind me. With the exception of a few classes that have felt like they have lasted far too long, (which is funny, I have a good time in most of them still...) I've experienced a whole lotta fun and and excitement here in Tunisia. We've still got four or so weeks left too... It's gonna be good!! But anyways, onwards... Day 8!! Huzzah!!
So today started with my rooster alarm on my phone blaring right next to my head. (Reminds me of Haiti each time I wake up... haha!!) I got up and got ready, and headed upstairs to eat a quick continental-ish breakfast that consisted of many many banana yogurts (so good by the way...) and a few pieces of bread. After that we finalized the room, met downstairs and got ready to head out to Mahdia, where we'd be seeing the Fortress. It was a bit of a drive to the city and when we got there, I was impressed (yet again...) by our driver's ability to negotiate the thin roads in a bus with traffic rolling everywhere. He's pretty much a pro!!
The streets I'm talking about... I dunno how our bus driver did it...
Before making it to the Fortress we decided to stop off at a cafe for a break. The thing that made this cafe special was that it was right on the rocks and the Mediterranean Sea. While a few people chilled and had coffee or a tea, a few more adventurous members of our group and myself headed down some steps that led to a groups of rocks that jutted out of the "bay". I spent the next few minutes with Mark and Travis exploring the areas underneath the cafe and climbing around on the rocks.
A perfect example of the rock climbing involved...
The view from under the cafe.
After all that climbing and jumping etc. we walked from the cafe to the fortress. Unfortunately, at this time it began to rain a little bit. This wasn't a big deal, and actually was kind of nice, the cool rain does wonders on a hot day. Anyways... The fort was pretty neat... It was built on the end of this peninsula which would have been a nasty sunvagun to assault should someone had needed to... While it was pretty cool, it was nothing near as neat as the rabat (Arabic fortress) that we would visit later... So I won't expand much further... What was something else was the graveyard that was set-up right next to the fort. Built along the coastline and along the little peninsula that the fort was set up on, all of the graves face east, where Mecca is... On a good day (as it would be later on in the evening) with the sun out and the beautiful breeze that seems to be ever present here in Tunisia... It would be an amazing little place to be buried!! Honestly, from a cultural standpoint, it's pretty neat how the Arabic culture deals with cemeteries. As I asked our tour guide Rasheed a few questions about them and he laid out a few rules that a family must follow. The graves are modest by nature, because their religion doesn't allow big, ornate tombstones, and they all are built... Get this... To crumble after time... They're expected to, and that's okay, because it symbolizes their movement into the afterlife... And they must always face Mecca. In all my time living overseas, I have never seen a Muslim graveyard built somewhere that isn't at least halfway pretty. It's pretty cool.
The graveyard
After leaving the fort, we headed to a small town (possibly even a suburb) of Mahdia where we were to eat a Tunisian lunch with a family. Yes, you got that right... A family. A "super mom" who cooked all of the food required to feed 14 hungry college students and three grown-ups... Oh, and some for her family too, and a "super dad" who would not allow us to go more than a minute or two wanting something. We needed water? Without even asking he'd get up and run back inside and present us with a new bottle. What a neat experience it was to sit down with this family and see yet again how awesome the "Arab hospitality" can be. Just another example of how neat this aspect of their culture is.... I've always had a fasination with the Bedouin, the people of the desert, who somehow manage to live their entire lives.... (Not just a week, or a month, or maybe a year... I'm talking... ALL THEIR LIVES!!!) out in the middle of the world's biggest desert. These guys will and are obligated to by their honor to, and I read somewhere a quote from one of the Bedouin themselves, take even the "devil's son" in for three days should they stumble in from the desert and feed and care for them before setting them loose again. It's incredible how different hospitality is viewed here.
The mound of Kous Kous we were served along with other courses.... Soooo good!!
After being shown the awesome garden the husband keeps and saying our goodbyes to the awesome family , we took off for the Rabat. Now I've been in my share of forts and the such, but my goodness... This one takes the cake, with a sheer combination of awesome Indiana Jones treasure hunter rooms, a flippin' tall tower, and awesome ramparts!!! I kid you not, this place was incredible... (Seeing as my internet will be going out here pretty soon... In the sake of time I have narrowed the description of this huge castle-like structure down a few sentences) The highlight of the Rabat was the little room that we proooobably shouldn't have been in that had this hole in the side of the wall with a long 2x4 running into the darkness....
Indiana Jones anyone???
Well.... Patrick and I weren't to be deterred... We both climbed into the darkness and crawled across the dark chasm into another chamber where the longer 2x4 just ended... Deeming it smart to stop there... We stopped there.... Anyways... I got my adventure for the day and just enjoyed scrambling all over the rest of the rabat.
The Rabat...
The view of the city from the Tower
The rabat's tower
We ended our excursion with a trip to Habib Borgiba's tomb. He was the first president of Tunisia and was credited with ending polygamy and giving Tunisian women the right to divorce, things that were unheard of in the Arab world during his time. The tomb was pretty neat as was the massive graveyard (again, next to the sea) just next to his tomb.
One of the Spires next to the tomb complex
After visiting Borgiba's tomb we left for Tunis, the trip was similar, as I wrote this blog
entry I fell asleep... Fortunately for y'all, while I can copy these words onto the internet, I can't copy the huge mark left on my page made by my drooling all over the place... (I was tired.... geeze... :D ) But I need to add this one last thing... You remember the mountain I mentioned in the last entry??? You remember how I mentioned it had "a brother"??? Well....
The other mountain....
I'm ticked I didn't get it earlier... It was incredible... I end this blog entry with praise for how awesome the Lord can be... He hasn't allowed me to forget it over the course of this trip!
Take care!!
Monday, May 31, 2010
(5/29/2010) Day 7: The Excursion!!
So today began our two day excursion to Sousse. It started with the earliest wake-up yet at 0630 and it definitely made me realize how quickly you get used to “sleeping in” and how hard it is to go back! It simply isn’t fair how that works… hahaha!! Anyways, I took the usual walk to the school, this time it was even shorter than the usual time (yes, I have been timing myself… It’s a good way to entertain oneself on the way there…) and wound up being around 15 minutes… Not bad… We showed up at the school early and waited for everyone else to show up, and when they did, we boarded the bus on our way to the first stop, Takrouna, a Berber village on the way to Sousse.
My rowdy classmates
As my attention was suddenly turned to this incredible mountain, I noticed how small Tunis looked in comparison. It got me thinking…. It’s so easy for us to be proud of our works and our achievements, (which was the sprawling city of Tunis in this case) but I tell you what… at that moment, I saw what was supposed to be the biggest city in all of Tunisia contrasted against this huge mountain and menacing sky and I just realized how awesome nature can still be. But above all this, what I noticed was how incredible the Lord who created it all is. All this being said, I want to get to the top of at least ONE of those mountains before I leave here. This “coup d’oeil”prompted me to make sure to take the time and to meditate on the subject, so I pulled out David Nasser’s “A Call To Die”, which by the way I HIGHLY recommend, and I finished another day’s entry. About an hour after all of this happened, Rasheed pointed out a small but somewhat tall hill that had small buildings all over the top of it. We had arrived at Takrouna, what was going to be the highlight of my trip so far.
Takrouna, The Berber Village
The view from lower Takrouna
We spent some time admiring the view before heading up the hill. It seemed like at the top of each staircase, the view would only get better. That was before we made it to the top. After some walking and visiting deserted homes, we reached the "summit" of this little mountain village. Lets just say that... The view... it was........ AMAZING!!! The place I plan on getting when I retire will be on a ranch with horses and a beautiful sunset, but it may not be in Texas ladies and gents. My place will have to be built on some type of hill or small plateau because as I stood there at the edge of the top of this hill, with the wind rustling by me, and the most gorgeous view of God's creation, I came to the conclusion I was close to paradise.
The view from upper Takrouna
I could have simply of stood there for hours thinking, meditating, looking, or just enjoying the wind. As it was, I stood there for about 30 minutes, the entire time we were there before heading down the hill with the rest of the group.
We all got on the bus and started back down the windy, narrow hill and drove until we reached this out in the middle of nowhere restaurant that was popular with truckers (the Tunisian equivalent) and random travelers. The food, here at this little roadside shack, was epic!!
The Restaurant Zitouna
The Tunisian Truckers
The Soup
And the Main Course
Now y'all at this point are probably thinking I'm just saying this to make today seem amazing, but no. I myself was wondering how today wound up being so great!!! And it was only half way done... Hahaha!! After impressing our guide Rasheed again by successfully realizing Nancy Ajaram (An Arabic Singer) on a Coca Cola poster (and then admiring how pretty she is with all of the other men on the trip) we once again loaded up the bus and left for Sousse.
The city of Sousse
After arriving, we check into the Hotel Kaiser. Now Sousse is your typical touristy city and the Kaiser (surprise surprise) was the typical touristy hotel. Nevertheless, our room was big, and our tour group had an entire half of the 1st floor to ourselves. (It was good that was how it turned out... We made a lot of noise...) After giving us a little while to get situated, we went out for our next challenge. We were dropped off at the big local souk (سوق) to do some shopping (not much of a challenge, until you try to do it all in a language you're not 100% proficient in).
The typical looking souk
It rained off and on and I decided to pick up two shemaghs (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Keffiyeh) for 1.9 dinars (about 1.1 dollars) each to help me stay dry/warm. Now shemaghs are probably my favorite Arabic clothing item. You can use them as a cover, towel and blanket, the're pretty cool!!! I decided that would be it though, followed my buddies around and provided emotional support in difficult bargaining situations. While they were in their shops I found my time was best spent practicing my Arabic and French with the store keepers. At one point I spoke some Arabic with a storekeeper until we started talking about things outside of my vocabulary. So I asked him if we could switch to French. After a few sentences he asked me where I was from and guessed French at first. When I replied no he went through almost every European country I knew and then Canada at which point I just told him I was American. "American?!" he replied, "Nooo, Americans don't speak any other languages but English!" Hahaha!!!
Good deals were made in that Souk, but hearts were broken as well... (It's alright Luis You'll get 'em next time!!) before we left for the hotel to eat dinner and sleep. After dinner, one of the members of our group found out the bar downstairs actually sold alcohol... Uh oh... Laissez les bon temps rouler!! Following this mindset I got my party on with.... A beer... But a few of the others had enough to make it an interesting night!!! haha!! We had fun! Happy Birthday Travis! I can't wait to see how the second day of the excursion goes!!