Tunisia

I had no internet access in tunisia, so this is old news copies from paper and out of order.

sitting at the cafe theatre watching the world go by in Sousse is an experience...I have seen some of the most beautiful hands, eyes, noses, lips and asses on some of the most beautiful faces and bodies of men that i have ever seen anywhere I have been and they are in heavy concentration. then men are rediculously handsome, a kind of effortless natural rough beauty that europeans and americans would drool over. the face itself is simple with Om Kulthume playing followed by unexpected jazz or someone like Fiest, while sipping on green tea with nuts and mint.
I have cought myself gaze in awe at the passing men with the occationalpair of bright blue eyes or head of blond hair grafted on naturally perfectly shaped tight toned suntanned bodies. the men here wear jasmine behind their ears, they are friendly and very willing to show a stranger around or if the stranger wishes they are willing to show off their endless sexual capabilities!!!
I have also sat and watched as italians, french and german men would pick up beautiful young tunisians and disappear into their hotel rooms. this is a heaven for some but if you are looking for muscle queens sipping cocktails with little umbrellas then stay in milano or chelsea.
this is a strange country, its not the easiest to get around for independent travelers, most tourists here are on package tours. its not a place where you will e constantly confronted with the comforts of home, I have yet to see a single western rancise not even a carfourre supermarket although I would have been very pleased to see a KFC or MCdonalds since the food thus far has been a disappointment and making me constantly run for the toilet which is making me reconsider my ambition to travel to india and china where food will definetly be a problem.
first day here in tunis the capital was a bit hellish, the city has very little to be seen and its too hot to be in duing the summer. but I was hungry late in the afternoon while walking in teh medina and sat to eat a Tajin with Merguise (which sounded good but oh shit it was disgusting) - a mush of I dont know what with little white lumps that could have been half cooked egg white or something that came out of a man, who knows. it was so bad I wnted to vomit while eating it as the resturant staff was watching me.. eeekkk.. I ran back to my hotel and you can imagine what happened, but I am sure all of it was out of my body within minutes of eating it.

so lonely planet has been misleadingly positiveabout some descriptions f sites, transport, etc. I didnt appreciate that, since I would make a two hour trip to go see for example Sfax which according to lonely plannet has the most authentic functioning medina in tunisia only to find a big messy market with hardly anything worth the visit. and many tunisians told me not to go but I believed lonely plannet, silly me.

the language here is really nice to hear, its a mix of arabic, tunisian arabic, french, italian, and even english with words such as calm and car being used. I love it

women enjoy a high status with seemingly half the police force are women and even in Kairouan, the most conservative city with one of the holiest sites in Islam, I took a taxi with a butch short haired woman driver. the cinemas play soft porn on big screens next to family films from egypt, france and USA with posters with male + female nudity shamelessly displayed outside the cinema. but what I liked the most was the fact that on the beach a tunisian woman wearing a headcover and full dress to go swim in the water would be right next to a tunisian woman of eaqual status and class who is wearing a two piece bathing suit but neither of them think or act like they are better than the other. there is no pointing fingers, everyone gets to do what they want and choosing to be nude or wear tight jeans isnt reserved to the wealthy or upper classes as I always see in egypt (which I totally hate and disagree with, everyone should be naked if they want to or cover up if they want to)