Re: Sahara Stories and Tunisian Tales
That was the evening we arrived and I think everyone who'd been there the previous week was in the dining room and the new arrivals like us were just settling in.
On the bus which took us from the airport to the hotel we were told that the best way to get around town was by yellow cab and that there was never any need to hail a taxi as they would hail us. Never a truer word spoken. They would even come down the hotel driveway to see if anyone wanted to go anywhere. Dare to stop when out for a walk and a taxi would pull up at the kerb beside you. Even when we'd just stepped out of a taxi at one point another one pulled up hoping to take us somewhere else! They are also incredibly cheap but still like to overcharge the tourists but we'd been warned to make sure they had the meter running.
Here you can see a few of them outside the medina wall. The medina is the old town with very narrow streets and no traffic. (a bit like York but Tunisian.)
And not far from our hotel was "The Rose and Crown" which described itself as an English pub, only it wasn't. It was a Tunisian pub with an English name!
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