Four continents down, three to go. Four heart attacks down, hopefully no more to go. I don’t know which was scarier in Tunis, Tunisia: being a taxi passenger, a pedestrian, or a bicyclist. None yields to another. I felt like a pinball.
This was not only my first time in Tunisia but also on the continent of Africa. The locals invited me to swim, but they could not convince me that there were no sharks in the Mediterranean Sea. Although always prepared to be Serial Good Samaritan, I stood watch next to a lifeguard stand for a few minutes.
Among my exploring, I visited Medina of Tunis, including Café du Souk; and Bardo Museum, which houses the world’s largest collection of Roman mosaics.
The most interesting and endearing aspect I learned about Tunis culture is that after a person dies in his home, female friends and family sit with him until the next morning when he is taken away, while men sit outside the home, door open for visitors of both genders.