Backpacking around Tunisia became one of my favourite trips with adventures at every turn:
- In Houmt Souq, my adventure was leaving the tourist crowds at the markets behind to explore the empty coastline, getting amazing architecture and sea views all to myself.
- While staying in Tataouine (yes, like Star Wars) my adventure was discovering Ksar Megabla, a fortified granary. A bunch of boys threw rocks at tourists for a while, then posed for pictures.
- Tunisia's foods were an adventure for the palate, even if the meals I ate were always based around cous-cous. The markets were full of colourful grains and spices.
- Visiting El Jem made a visit to Rome no longer necessary. I could see the enormous colosseum from the bathroom window of my tiny hotel room; my backpacking days rarely allowed me a room with a view!
- At Douz on the edge of the Sahara I adventured into the desert on a camel; later at the Sahara Festival I learned never to bet on a camel race.
- Christmas in a Muslim country was another adventure, although the water at the touristy restaurant in Monastir, near a windswept beach, did realise why all the Westerners were after a fancy meal that day.